…thinkin’ bout you….
no, i can’t stop thinkin’ bout you…
::sigh::
tuesdays and wednesdays are *so* quiet.
(note: i am lame)
mine :
category : mehz0rz
comments : nada mucho
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mine :
category : mehz0rz
comments : nada mucho
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the last few days before winter break holiday crunch. notoriously bad time of year, ya heard. everything, every thought inside my brain makes me hurt…because i can’t make sense of even half of them…because i start having horrific dreams that i don’t always remember (which is usually the case with me) but leave me feeling queasy and out of place all day. furthermore, i realized this weekend that if my gram were still around, i would 100% totally and completely be a different person entirely. rather than dreading going home, i’d most likely be wracking up insane frequent-flyer miles trying to get back every other weekend or something. i’d be so homesick it hurt.
but she’s not.
so i’m don’t.
and i’m not.
cuz i can’t.
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category : whatnot
comments : nada mucho
mine :
christmaskah gatherings with scooter & friends. yummy fried jewfood. jetta is a present to all. fake javier the walking/talking ‘ass to grab’. the shirley simms of the magnetic fields (I TOUCHED HER!!!). the best fuckin’ dim sum in all of massachussets. the best fucking boy in all of massachusetts. kuumba singer glee. the boy sitting on jetta. warm sunday morning snugglies. longest brunch in the history of brunches. an inflatable snowman incident.
enjoy cock.
yeah, that’s right. enjoy.cock.
konichiwa, bitchez!
mine :
category : filler
comments : nada mucho
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it’s just this last panel that has me rolling:
imagine if there were a rate my wang like there is rate my kitten site?
actually, no you better not. it would be mighty nasty, i’d imagine.
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