February 2011
badwolfvirus:
imaginemarvelous:
tiffanymcr:
boldinthebroken:
reblogmonstah:
sweetestdork:
slypeezy:
jerrylltotherescue:
arlenelovesyou:
jupiterstorm:
kaseyisnotw:
ryannxp:
OMFG REBLOG IF YOU REMEMBER THIS! BEST. CHILDHOOD. EVER. :’D
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TEARS. FALLING FROM MY EYES. LIKE RAIN. I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THAT...
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I hate the feeling when you know you're exhausted,...
but you also know sleep will not come easily.
instant reblog.
mthumbelina:
foreveryoung21:
this video. still a favorite.
I get more into this song than Rob. You would be surprised.
This is an auto-reblog
January 2011
I cannot believe it's going to snow more.
THERE IS NO WHERE TO SHOVEL THE DAMN SNOW!
Seriously you guys, he's like my best friend too.
Dad: How are you doing?
Me: I'm fine. Really.
Dad: Cause your mother called me yesterday, and is having problems or something, I stopped listening after a while.
Me: Yeah, I don't know.
Dad: Well I don't want you in the middle of that.
Me: Yeah.
Dad: You always have a place to stay with me if you need to.
Me: Yeah.
Dad: She's right there isn't she.
Me: Yeah...
We then proceeded to laugh for 5 minutes straight.
driftingdiscourse asked: If we don't make a remix of Black and Yellow called Dapper Fellow, I will be very disappointed.
I just beat some Canadian, who was playing with...
He called me a “Pure glitcher born.”
Lol
What the FUCK does that mean?
I told him to stay away from my country, and take an english course.
Oh and his name was… wait for it… Jean Michael Savard.
Oh, yeah. I enjoy the constant booing for jumping ship for a couple more...
– Shawn Thornton, on whether he enjoys the Boston crowd booing Phil Kessel (via shawnthorntonsays)
Patrice Bergeron named First Star of the month for... →
loochnessmonster:
No big deal.
THIS DAY KEEPS GETTING BETTER!
I am so happy right now
What I would do for a decent nights sleep without my mind racing.
dope93x:
Kid Cudi on UStream on his birthday :)
And in the end we lie awake, and we dream of...
And in the end we lie awake, and we dream of making our escape.