June 2009
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We don’t think in terms of the morning afters, and we don’t utter a...
– Every Time I Die
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Don’t spit on my cupcake and tell me it’s frosting.
– Judge Constance Harm, The Simpsons.
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I hate Madagascar 2. I’m sorry, but there’s something incredibly disturbing and unnatural about a hippo and a giraffe falling in love with each other. It doesn’t work. AT ALL.
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I love the quiet of the night time,
when the sun has drowned in a deathly sea.
– White Lies
sliceofmurder:
I love socks, thus i ask myself if it makes me old.
Hell no.
socks are amazing.
like potato salad.
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All you trekkies and tv addicts Don’t mean to diss Don’t mean to bring static All you klingons in the fucking house Grab your backstreet friend and get loud Blowin’ doors off hinges I’ll grab you with the pinchers And no, I didn’t retire I’ll snatch you up With the needle nose pliers Like mutual of omaha Got the ill boat You’ve never seen before...
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risely-evan:
They all gossiped and chatted with each other, somehow forgetting to include their youngest sister in their conversations. Not that she minded at all. She wasn’t the sort to be plagued by pangs of jealousy or loneliness. Her family had learnt that long ago and left her to herself. It wasn’t that they didn’t care about her; they just knew she would be fine, just like she always was....
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My reflection, dirty mirror
There’s no connection to myself
I’m...
– The Smashing Pumpkins
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