December 2009
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bf: you get so feisty for no reason sometimes
me: what! what do you mean i get feisty??
bf: this is .. right now its happening
For all the boys who got put in the FRIEND ZONE,...
lauramenorah:
Look. We are sorry we lead you to believe something that might not have been true. We are sorry we don’t feel the way that you do. We are sorry your feelings are hurt. But we are not sorry for laughing at your jokes, or playing video games with you, or asking your advice on something really hard… because some girls don’t have friends that wanna do that. Some of us have...
What part of an inverse tangent approaching an asymptote don’t you...
– Sheldon
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Stop trying to make me laugh. I am very upset with...
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When you think you love somebody, you love them. That’s what love is - thoughts.
– William Adama
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whiten your teeth naturally
hennypotter:
You need: 1 ripe strawberry 1/2 teaspoon baking soda
Directions: Crush the strawberry to a pulp, then mix with the baking soda until blended. Use a soft toothbrush to spread the mixture onto your teeth. Leave on for 5 minutes, then brush thoroughly with toothpaste to remove the berry–baking soda mix. Rinse. (A little floss will help get rid of any strawberry seeds.) Carrel says...
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How is education supposed to make me feel smarter? Besides, every time I learn...
– Homer Simpson (via swinge)
onlinejournals:
It feels really awful to fuck someone you care about.
Even if afterwards you sing songs and bury your head into each other and try and pretend you’re just living.
To me, at least, it just feels fucking awful.
I can relate
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On the verge of impatient I wait, but I’m not waiting to run. I’m waiting to...
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On the verge of impatient
Outside, my breath hits the cold morning air and forms a mist. Goosebumps rise underneath my cable knit sweater and the words of ‘his interview’ float around my thoughts. “Everything we do in life should count. Nothing more and nothing less.” Suddenly it hurts to think about my failures, my pain, my efforts, but not my journey. I don’t...