February 2012
60 posts
dismantle-me-down:
3AM - Matchbox Twenty
“My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.”
– Unrequited Love Poem, Sierra DeMulder (via hypnobate)
God damn.
(via dreamlandfire)
Saturdays are for sleeping too late, watching too much Hey Arnold! and Angry Beavers on netflix, smoking more than necessary, and of course spending the entire day in just underwear.
I’ll probably do the same thing tomorrow.
My boss has already told 3 people this morning that she plans on getting her dead dog turned into a stuffed animal. My boss is a creep.
I went to christian school with my drug dealer.
