December 2010
November 2010
TMI TUESDAY SO ASK ME SHIT OH WAIT YOU ALL HATE ME AND NEVER DO THAT LOL
nobody respects the hotdog anymore :c
hotdogs are the shit.
Amen
i just ate 3
Ordered a new Chrome bag. Soyuz is gonna be sweet
Hey! (:
hey there :] whats up?
Poor little Charlotte's not so pretty anymore. Her beauty has corroded into a corpse.
Cops don’t wanna know but maybe if they ask it. I’ll tell em you look so pretty in a casket.
Everybody's gotta end up somewhere, I'm just taking my time to get there.
Fuck what ya heard
i’m listening to blitzkid all fuckin day
i’m gonna be horror rock all FUCKIN WEATHER JESUS DAY!!!
why not
Instructions:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that’s playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don’t lie and try to pretend you’re cool…
Opening Credits:
Waking Up:
Hallowed By They Name - Alice Cooper
First Day of School:
lovers love - Nevershoutnever (lol)
Falling in Love:
Car Thief - Beastie Boys
Fight Song:
Narcissist - Sage Francis
Prom:
Chicken Walk - Moonlight Walkers
Life:
Fight For Your Right - Beastie Boys (totally)
Mental Breakdown:
I Can’t Sleep - Mad Sin
Driving:
Speak Easy - Chasing Victory
Flashback:
Intro: A Purulen Prelude To Putrescent Pyosisifcation - Exhumed
Getting Back Together:
Strings - Blink-182
Losing Your Virginity:
Ytse Jam - Dream Theater
Wedding:
Sweet Talk - Dear and the Headlights (fuckin love this song but not sure about my wedding haha unless…..)
Birth of Child:
Gemini - Trapped Under Ice
Final Battle:
For Those About To Rock - AC/DC
Death Scene:
Last Night I Saved An Angel - Nekromantix
Funeral Song:
Punch-A-Size - Casey Jones
End Credits:
Let’s Go To The Cemetery - Blitzkid (fuck yea)
this was an odd mix haha i’m surprised more metal, hardcore, or electronic didn’t pop up
Baby, all I want for Christmas, is you.
REBLOG WITH THE SONG YOU ARE LISTENING NOW!
Into Your Arms - The Maine :’)
Currensy - Airborne Aquaruim
Imperial March - John Williams
I HATE when someone is eyeing your food and makes a negative comment. For example, "Dang that's alot of food! Are you gonna eat all that?" Umm...if I wasn't going to eat it I wouldn't have gotten it. Do YOU want some ? -_-
i fuckin hate when people give my food the Ojo. cuz of course it falls right when you’re going to eat it and you look up and there they are…staring…and they fuckin know it was their fault…
i don't know why you're trying to come back.
i do actually. but why the fuck would i want to go back when you left me for him, after he left you, you tried crawling back all the while talking to one of my friends.
fuck no that ain’t gonna fly.
i have better shit and you’re gonna get used.
Play
Star Wars marathons
give me a boner. i just need someone to come cuddle with me and watch em.
Reblog if you want a bunch of "would you rather's" in your ask box right now.
“The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because it’s only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create.”
—Chuck Palahniuk (via doubleeeashlee)
Dude wearing an upside down Chrome bag In adidas commercial?
lol random.
I wish my bag didn’t smell like beer….
Ugh why is this hard.
I don’t wanna feel this way.
I just want it to be the 8th
I need weed!!
and all my dealers are gone!
One in downer’s grove which is so close yet so far to where I’m gonna be T.T
My friend got a hold of his guy. But of course his guy doesn’t sell 20s. Fuck me right?
Who doesn’t sell Gs?
“Why?
america’s a blinding place for nightlife.
the highlights: america’s a binding place
and i might tangle you in your own fists
like two hundred feet of blank tape in a tree.
and i might pound you,
put it on you like a sweater
with the sleeve holes sewed shut
when you’re trying to swim.
and i might treat you like a wall i walk by
with my headphones on and my eyes all gone.
or polish you, shine your ego
like windexing a mirror.” —America Won - Hymie’s Basement
america’s a blinding place for nightlife.
the highlights: america’s a binding place
and i might tangle you in your own fists
like two hundred feet of blank tape in a tree.
and i might pound you,
put it on you like a sweater
with the sleeve holes sewed shut
when you’re trying to swim.
and i might treat you like a wall i walk by
with my headphones on and my eyes all gone.
or polish you, shine your ego
like windexing a mirror.” —America Won - Hymie’s Basement
