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  • Monday, July 25, 2011 @ 1:53 PM | comment (0)


    I’m a strong believer in karma.
    I march to the beat of my own drum.
    I don’t take surveys when I’m mad because all my answers would be terrifying.
    I’ve stepped foot in a hospital within the past week.
    I can’t sing and type at the same time.
    I don’t partake in watching the Olympics.
    I’ve given someone a ride today.
    ^ More than one person.
    I get free health care, wooo!
    I tweet too much.
    I follow a lot of celebrities on Twitter.
    I need to do/did something important today.
    My last kiss was last month.
    I don’t work for a living.
    Bagel bites are so fucking good.
    I want to go see a therapist.
    No one’s heard of half of the music I listen to.
    I own a flannel shirt.
    I can’t donate blood because of drugs I’ve done.
    I went shopping today.
    I want to learn how to play an instrument.
    I’m always playing the drums with my hands.
    I’ve pissed my pants from laughing so hard.
    The water in my shower has to be really hot.
    Every time I WANT a guy to like me, none do.
    I get horrible anxiety attacks all the time, and no one understands.
    I’m addicted to Coca-cola.
    I have so many horrible habits.

    I want to see Shutter Island.
    Honestly, I don’t really like it when people touch me.
    I’m constantly saying “Why me?”.
    I’ve had a dream that I was on the computer.
    I put my bra on the weirdest ways.
    I hate when people constantly bother me to hangout with them. I’ll hangout with you when I want, chill.
    I love talking to people about tattoos.
    I don’t feel comfortable driving if it’s snowing/raining.
    I usually date guys my own age.
    I’ve recently made a couple of new friends.
    I make a shit ton of weird faces at myself in the mirror.
    I can’t stand when people talk through movies.
    Sometimes I get the urge to just delete my Facebook.
    I can be to nice for my own good.
    I let people walk all the fuck over me.
    I sleep with the blankets tucked under my chin.
    There’s someone on my mind that shouldn’t be.
    I seem to be watching a lot of reality TV lately.
    I don’t have a boyfriend.
    Sometimes I’m intentionally a bitch.
    I hate when I get a text, and it’s not from the person I wished it was.
    I have shirts with funny sayings on them.
    I love LA Ink.
    I always wait until later in the day to start eating, which is horrible.
    I haven’t kissed anyone in a while. {more like never}
    I love how Facebook reminds me of peoples birthdays, other than that I wouldn’t remember.
    I have an incredibly short temper.
    There are dead flowers in my room.
    I have over 60 DVD’s of my own.
    Everyone tells me I remember the weirdest things, because I do.
    I have plans for tomorrow night.
    I listen to a huge variety of music.
    I have to wake up at a decent time tomorrow.
    I don’t like to be on the receiving end of a prank phone call.
    My palms get sweaty a lot.
    I want a new fucking camera.
    Today’s someones birthday that I know.