08 Apr 13 at 8 pm

Asked by Anonymous

asker i has ur duck. gimme 1,000,000,000 bells or u'll neva see it again.

*Gives 1 billion bells* They are assorted bells… I hope that is ok.

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08 Apr 13 at 8 pm

littleacidbug:

im fuckin screaming omfg

(Source: paxamericana, via chillysaws)

littleacidbug:

im fuckin screaming omfg

08 Apr 13 at 8 pm

Asked by Anonymous

asker fuckin what up?

what what? explain yoself


08 Apr 13 at 8 pm

Asked by Anonymous

asker WERE IS DUCK???? WHO WAS PHONE???

The duck is missing.


08 Apr 13 at 12 pm

Asked by Anonymous

asker WAT DID U DO??????/

IN WJAT CONTEXT?


08 Apr 13 at 12 pm

Asked by Anonymous

asker what did u do ?

What did I do when? Huh

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08 Apr 13 at 1 am

I should go to sleep but I am far more interested in the internet.

Opening Credits: Bird Song - Florence & the Machine
Waking Up: Kids With Guns (Quiet Village Remix)  - Gorillaz (G Sides)
First Day At School: I like it like that (Hideki Naganuma)
Falling In Love: Do ya like - Childish Gambino
Fight Song: Hot Ride - The Prodigy
Breaking Up: Don’t Speak - No Doubt
Life’s OK: Machines - Biffy Clyro
Getting Back Together: Valentine - Jessie Ware & Sampha
Wedding: Same Love - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis
Birth of Child: Misguided Ghosts - Paramore
Final Battle: Let’s Kick it Up - Paul Gordon
Death Scene: Sanctuary - Utada Hikaru
Funeral Song: Is there a Ghost - Band of Horses
End Credits: The Suburbs - Arcade Fire

kittycry:

notsoscrumptious:

it’s fucked up how many people on tumblr are alone and sad and having panic attacks in their room while their parents watch TV and how most have had a relatively normal childhood yet there’s a boom of depression and ED’s and mental disorders and it’s dumb how we’ve turned into a generation labelled as reckless but we’re only reckless with ourselves

Wow

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I made some horrible decisions last night. I had a good time but at the end of it all I fucked up.

"Knowing twice"
Pamela Connolly
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04 Apr 13 at 6 pm

I got around to writing the first scene of my play. Problem is it is probably the hardest thing I will ever write. I chose the hardest subject I could have for me. For a lot of people actually. I was told it would be therapeutic and my God I hope it will be because as much as I am enjoying writing it, the fact I am having to relive so much of my past is not comforting.