I might just bust out the gamecube tonight.
For the purpose of solidifying some of these poor souls’ dignity, I’ll leave my sources anonymous…although I really should expose them for the pieces of crap that they truly are. one person said, on the public internet, about me… “she works at ____________. Give that bitch a nice punch in the face for me! Thanks!!!” another person said, on the public...
I know we don't fight often
thewhimsicalreality: but when we do, I feel it’s acceptable for my to release all my pent up rage fuck you.
THIS is what I want to leave you with tonight.
and all I have to say to any of you is this...
and with that, goodnight.
yeah, I'm a gamer...So what?
Ever since I was little, I’ve always played video games. <3 Yeah, yeah, get out all the gamer girl jokes out now, because I just don’t give a shit. -___- It all started with this little “legend” above. My grandpa received a SNES for his birthday, or christmas, or some other reason, shortly after I was born. When I went over to my grandparents’ house, I...
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
as many of you may know, I have dealt with chronic lower back and leg pain and spasms for close to three years now. At first, the pain wasn’t constant…eh, maybe every other month following my rear end collision in November 2009. And then the pain would rear its ugly head every month, then every few weeks, then every few days… for the past two months, I have dealt with this pain...
are you joking? YOU DON'T LOVE HIM YET!
Something has been irking me for a long time, so you know what? I really feel the need to talk about this subject: love. Many may say that I don’t have the right to speak on such matter, since i’ve only been involved in two relationships: one which ended badly, and one which has ended badly many times. But I know what it’s like to be in love with someone. I was in love for...
Facebook is SERIOUSLY messed up
I hate it, honestly. And if I didn’t have internet pen pals and friends who didn’t live around here, i’d get rid of the stupid thing. Foremost, it’s the root of all drama. I remember hearing all the bitching in school about Facebook he said she said, and now as adults. “oh well she put this on Facebook! oh he put that on Facebook” SHUT THE HELL UP AND GET A LIFE. FACEBOOK IS NOT THE END...
Life, and all it’s happiness…?
this is my open book, and I plan on sharing all of it with you Life. What exactly is life? Is life the dandelion you pluck out of the green earth and carelessly blow it’s seeds into the wind? Or is life the homeless man who lives in the cardboard box three blocks away from your cozy, warm house? Is life the conception of a happy couple’s first child? Or is life the death of an innocent child by...