February 2010
whiskey:
for when you want all your burps the next day to taste like battery acid.
January 2010
Elijah Wood’s Pick For Bilbo →
(via fuckyeahlordoftherings)
I’m with the birthday boy on this *nodnod
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endless amusement from:
my dad accidentally punching me in the boob.
God, my family wins.
I'm convinced..
that there were death eaters having a party up in the storm clouds this morning, cause I can’t remember the last time thunder woke me up. Not only did it wake me up, but it also managed to be integrated into the dream I was having. I almost got out of bed to go look for a dark mark up in the sky, but reconsidered due to the lightening flashes I kept seeing.
I’m so into the weather...
this years project:
getting my moms ‘67 mustang run again and hence, making it MY ‘67 mustang. boo and yah.
she looks like this pm except darker blue.
it will be mine, oh yes, it will be mine.
holy shit
I have THE shortest temper lately.
And what sucks is that I can’t control it as well around my mom and she takes shit so goddamn personal. So now shes pissed at me..again.
ugh.
Reblog with your ipod's name
sweetweatherpeacockfeathers:
jocelynseip:
alackofcolour:
burgermeister:
buttsbutts:
mattgcn:
valerie2776:
acrossoceans:
daguerreotype:
apeirophobia:
breaksanotherday:
angelacatherine:
neednotwant:
ravenarrow:
tiaaaaa:
followillfollower:
mine is Hermione Granger
Cookie
jasper
Cassidy
Sadie
ernie.
my iPod, Holden Golightly, finally died today, for good....
why you gotta do me like this glenn danzig? →