I’m under the impression that we are all too harsh on ourselves. We take a figurative magnifying glass to our bodies and think that we are too fat, we have too many scars, or whatever you see. But trust me, it’s not that bad. It’s you and people need to accept you for who you are. I’m not going to feed you that inside person junk, but whatever. Just don’t be one of those people that thinks they “deserve attention from others.”
The final run was a week ago and I’m happy to say I scored a 100 on it. True, I did not make the car myself but I did spend an excessive amount of time on a bibliography and suffered numerous injuries from accidentally springing the trap on my hand. And credit to Lilianna for the amazing title.
Someone please tell me why in the world would you ignore someone? I’m always amazed at how guys ignore me after having a really great conversation. You even admitted it was one of the best conversations you’ve ever had. We could be good friends, I’m not even talking romantically. We could learn and grow together, it would be so amazing. We’re so much alike.
The truth of the matter is: all guys, no matter if they are friends or more, are scared of commitment.
discoveryourself:averyweisel:fuckyeahsharks:(via bebelestrange)
this is true.
“This is the one.” The universe assures me from behind the counter.
“But I thought you said the last one was the one.” I reply.
“No.” Says the universe. “I sold you that one so you would know that this, this is the one.”
“Is there another one?” I ask the universe.
“I can’t tell you.” They reply. “It’d ruin the surprise.”
”Dong: yo
me: 
Dong: holy s***
Me: 
Dong: (sets status to: just had the greatest fine arts idea EVER….its also either VERY stupid or GENIUS)
Me: 
Dong: you know how guys have to wear jacket and tie?
Me: 
Dong: you know i hate opening links
Me: 
Dong: i’m not going to say anything to the last picture
Me: 
Dong: ok
Me: 
Dong: nope
Me: 
Dong: For what?
Me: 
Dong: i know how to tango and that’s pretty exotic ><
Me: 
Dong: (tie reads: “Sex with me is a religious experience”)
i do this thing where i pick a random section, then a random shelf, then a random row, and then a random book.
yesterday, it happened to be beauty section, 2nd shelf, 2nd row and a book written by Miss Jay….
well i’ve never really cared much for beauty or fashion, so this was an all new experience.
sat down and read that book and i gotta say…. that man impresses me
he looks beautiful in a gown and his legs are a mile long
i very jealous of his legs… not kidding
That sounds fun! I should do that as a “statistics experiment”
*keels over laughing*
…
wait, this is satire, right?
Unfortunately. This would have been the best performance art piece EVAR.
Oh my! I hope this happens. I would so go, he’s CUTE.
This is my dad’s favorite past time. He comes back into my room and stands over my shoulder to freak me out. And if it takes me too long to respond he starts making noises or pokes me. I usually scream much better though.
If once is ignorance and twice is stupidity then what does that make three times?
