Why is it that when something tragic happens in our lives, we tend to sit and think about EVERYTHING? We tend to get this eagerness to call everyone you love and tell them how much they mean to you. We tend to go over our memories and appreciate our lives just a little more than usual. These feelings and thoughts stay there for a few minutes, days and sometimes even weeks or months. But why...
The last 3 weekends in SB
I need to stop drinking… the end :(
baby's daddy →
When your mom or dad wakes you up for school →
funniest10k: When they first wake you up: As soon as they walk out: When you hear them coming to wake you up for a second time: “I’m up, I’m up!” [and repeat~] Follow this blog, you will love it on your dashboard
If you have not read Frankenstein by Mary Shelly,...
“‘When I looked around I saw and heard of none like me. Was I, the, a monster, a blot upon the earth from which all men fled and whom all men disowned?’” - Frankenstein’s Monster
So there is this bunny in my house who’s name is Tommy Thomas. And he likes to nibble on my charger. He eats carrots from my mouth and I hate how he smells lately. But when the day comes that he has to go, i will be terribly sad. So until then, I will let him nibble my charger and eat as many carrots as he’d like. :) and he can smell too
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