and so begins my week of total euphoria. the level of excitement I’m feeling is indescribable. my entire body is quivering waiting for the next few hours to pass. I’ve never wanted to tell someone something as much as I do right now.
10 hours; 43 minutes and counting.
notthreewords.
(Source: blair-snitch)
you guys
and what are feelings without emotion?
Why I Don't Have Actual Valentime's Dates
- Shea: so what are your plans for V-Day?
- Me: I have a date with my Night Elf in Northrend. also a date with my vibrator after that. KEEPIN' IT CLASSY~
- Shea: oh baby. let me know when you start your vibrator date and we can go pic4pic and be each other's valentines!
- Me: sure thing bby. I think I can schedule you in at 10:30, any time before that and people will be awake and I won't be able to hang myself from a belt in my closet to jerk off.
- Shea: haha you get that crazy all by yourself?
- Me: sometimes I hang like a bat and cover myself in honey and dead ants.
I conclude that all is well
below the jump: a huge wall of text where I reflect on my life.
so I saw Underworld: Awakening and I was like, “oh my god Theo James is so hawt, UUUNNNF.” and then I Google’d him and it turns out he’s only hot when he has crazy blue eyes and/or is holding a sweet ass whip.
and that’s only in this movie.
so now he’s not hot anymore.
(via thelaughingmagician)
after seeing this coming since basically the start of these encounters, I think the main feeling I have after that whole situation is relief. the lack of that…click…didn’t let me have enough of an emotional investment in this for it to actually be… devastating? that’s too strong of a word. mildly detrimental?
I learned some things, and that’s what’s important.
“Always tell the truth. If you can’t always tell the truth, don’t lie.”
The Law of Fives
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