what a ridiculous weekend. yea, i'm awake this early because chris woke me up too early yesterday and now my lazy-weekend sleeping pattern has been thrown off for good! blasphemy. my grandparents were in town this weekend but they just left, i love them and i'll see them again on thanksgiving but i'm very glad they left. ahh, privacy ( Read more... )

it's fact, not fiction.

i am space ghost.

hay bitches.
yea, you.

everyone hail chris the king of outrageously hott eljay icons.

twilightmacabre
he's your daddy, and he's mine too...

AS OF LAST NIGHT WHEN HE MADE AN ICON WITH LISA AND IN IT.

HOLLER IF YOU HEAR ME, BITCHES.

xoxo

when you get what you want, pimp it and live it out bitches.

'cos dis is how we roll.

HOLY SWEET GODDAMN.
GET YER FUCKING CELLO OUT OF MY BASEMENT.

wtf am i talking about?

i'm a chronic crackhead with no life.

yes i am.

but i have a life.

GAHFALSDFJALKSDJFLAJSDLFJALSDJFLASDJFLAKSDJF;LKAS.

eat that pussy, bitches.

The Kennebunkport Hillbilly ( Read more... )

so i guess, happiness really is just what you make of it.

...and i'm making cookies...
....because i am happy...and now i remember why i missed it so much.

STEWART: Now, this is theater. It's obvious. How old are you ( Read more... )

( sooo yea. i was bored.and..yea. :) )

did i mention
THAT WE WON OUR SOCCER GAME? 3-1, BITCH.

captain-heel-clicking-power!
TO THE EXTREME!