Do it.
My mom says it all the time, if you guys want to push me through a wall, just fucking do it. omg.
(1 hour ago)My mom says it all the time, if you guys want to push me through a wall, just fucking do it. omg.
(1 hour ago)WHAT’S YO FAVORITE SONG?
WHY ARE YOU PULLING THE QUESTION OF DEATH ON ME?
Daylight - Matt & Kim.
trufax~
yu kno it, gurlfrannnn.
wait wait,
what’s our band name? ;~;
Goats in wonderland.
(9 hours ago)
@Supergoat
This is my electronic keyboard thingermajingy.
We should form a band, yo.
LET’S DO THIS.
I’ve also got an electric bongo, saxophone, and little kid barney guitar.
LOL, I’M SO COOL.I HAD A BARNEY BANJO
IT WAS SO COOL, IT HAD A LITTLE LASER LIGHT THING
AND WHENEVER SOMETHING GOES THROUGH IT
IT MAKES THAT PEWPEWPEW BANJO NOISE.
8D
OMG, THIS THING?
OMG YES.
except mine’s blue, and it has different instrument sounds. :3
<3
Mine has different instrument sounds too.
that Alex is no longer the same person, that she’s never been that person, it was all just a dream. My past for the last year has been a dream in my mind. When I can get myself to believe this, I’m happy. Everything isn’t so dark. There’s actually a little light.
I have to admit, though. I miss my dream.. a lot. I was talking to Liz about how I missed the stupid stuff, being called boobear, listening to her sleep, not feeling guilty about dreams, and other things, having her actually give a shit about me.
I don’t even want her back. I hope to God her relationship lasts, not that I think she’ll come back to me, but if she did for some stupid reason, I don’t think I’d be able to be nice at all to her.
I just want the friend I used to have. If I needed her, she was there. She’s not anymore, at all. I want to be able to talk to you for real when Emily isn’t ignoring you.
(via blogsecret)
but before we call it quits, just want to hear your voice one more time…just before I close my eyes.
(12 hours ago)Give me your address and I’ll write you a letter telling you a story about myself.
or I’ll make up a story if you give me something to write a story about.
(1 day ago)and she wanted to kiss him. it was just, funny.
She really is beautiful. I stare at her all the time and I don’t mean to.
but I’m glad I said what needed to be said.
I’m sorry, Alex. I love you.
Sleep well, please. Dreams of nice things.
And have a good day tomorrow.