And the Lord spoke, saying, "First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shalt be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out! Once the number three, being the third number be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thou foe, who, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it."
You may say i am crazy, but i am really a fruit loop in a world full of cheerios.
life is too short, laugh when u can, apologize when u should, and let go of what u cant change, Love deeply and forgive quickly.
when you least expect it someone walks into your life and makes you smile.
When I say "don't worry about it, I'm good" I'm really not. But hey, don't worry about it, I'm good.
Are you ready? Aye Aye captain i cant hear you aye aye captain ohhhhhhh who lives in a pineapple under the sea NO ONE THANKS TO B.P. :( R.I.P. SPONGE BOB
~ A strong woman knows she has strength enough for her journey, but a woman of strength knows that it is in her journey where she will become strong. ~
SING -Everybody together now- If you're happy and you know it, share your meds!
People twist the simplest of things into something so dramatic, then act so righteous about it. Failed attempts at superiority becomes funny after awhile.
is going to shove her head in the freezer!
I love it when i am being me, because it seems to be pissing off all the right people. :)
today I say to myself, Self, you really need to clean house, self says back, you clean house, imma taking a nap!!!
Falling in love is awesome, being loved is amazing. Knowing the one you love is your best friend... that's priceless.
People tell me I'm crazy. Trust me, I got that memo a LONG time ago.
i may be wild, goofy, and possibly insane. i may have ridiculous moments complete with giggle fits. but at least i can make a friend smile when they're down.
Attempting to give a f*ck: ███████████████████] 99% Complete... ERROR!: Unable to give a f*ck.
They say forgiveness is god's greatest gift. But since I'm an aethist I feel confident when I say go fuck yourself to my enemies
Ok so im stuck awake, still i dont know how to feel, or if i even feel anything anymore,
i just want to crawl in a dark hole and not come out
when i reach out for help to the one person who is supposed to hold my hand and says im
more important then other things, Doesnt reach out to me how am i supposed to react
I sit here and think what do i do wrong. I know its me. It happens in all of my relationships
Maybe I ask to much?
When I ask what happened to us? and i get the same answer.
or rather the same silence,
How am I supposed to react?
You cant be in a healthy relationship if theres not an open line of communication
relationships dont grow if there isnt a way to talk threw obstacle's that appear
Maybe its what my mom says, I'm attracted to the mentally screwed up people
Starting with Mel, he had bi-polar
then Nick - skitzo.
then Zachary - PTSD. and MORE TO name.
and now Rusty. he has issues but ill be nice. and not embarrass him
I feel no love, and i want to crawl in a hole and die.
I get no sleep No help No Love Give me a bullet people. save me the hassle
and yes i went semi emo there but damn im out of ideas
As for Michael Jackson, I have no comment. Actually, I do have a comment. Anyone who's "sad" over Michael Jackson's death is an asshole. All you know or care about from MJ is his music and dancing. You're only sad because your entertainer is dead. That's all he was to you - an entertainer. How superficial and selfish do you have to be to mourn over the death of an entertainer. That's totally pathetic. Because the relationship was strictly one-way.You liked him because he entertained you, and he didn't even know about your existence. And now you have the nerve to be sad that he's dead. Total bullshit. The only person you should feel sad for is his plastic surgeon who no longer has a source of income and has to take out a second mortage.Do you cry when your iPod or DVD player breaks? Hell no. You go "Fuck." When innanimate sources of entertainment die, you don't mourn their death. Or when the guy playing guitar at the party randomly gets his neck cut off by a broken beer bottle flung from a capapult. No one cares. So why mourn Michael Jackson's death? You didn't know him. He wasn't close to you. You didn't know what kind of person he was. It's freakin annoying.Stop looking around for trendy reasons to be sad and feel connected with the world. As if a news story that Michael Jackson is dead willl bring people closer together. "Oh we're all so sad that this person who makes music that we like is dead even though he hasn't produced anything good in over a decade." Ugh. Where is the humanity?