August 2010
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Luego Hablo con tu?
I got someone to practice my spanish with. My cousin. :D Well, my mom’s cousin, really. :) Though, she is closer to my age, than with my mom. Heh. I believe she was going to school for law. She’s really cool, and pretty. Funny things is, she looks more Caucasian than me, with her lite hair, skin and freckles.
Hope I can conquer this spainsh langauge someday. XD
Logorrhoea
thingsiwikipedia:
“also known as ‘verbal diarrhea.’”
That’s about all I can say.
(BTW, if this knitted sad toilet paper roll is something you can’t live without—Anna at MochiMochi Land can show you how to make it…)
Feel like being a teenager..
goth.
Sadly, it's died.
My true blood craze. Maybe it’s all the gayness?
Maybe it’s the weed that helped me see how terrible and odd and lame it all was. DAMN, you weed!
It makes me see things too differently. Like that pokemon singing avent.
I am...
thirsty, and smell like wood. Hmm, not bad for smelling like something.
i like to pretend i’m alone, completely alone. post apocalypse or plague maybe....
– dexter (via fuckyeahdebanddex) (via aeferg) (via fuckthereallife)