December 2010
81 posts
“Truth is, everybody’s going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones...”
– Bob Marley
“Great stones they lay upon his chest until he plead aye or nay. They say he give...”
– The Crucible
Why I hate being single in...
godsgirl8494:
Person: “So, who you gonna kiss under the mistletoe?”
Me: “Oh, actually, I’m single so…yeah.”
Person: “So, who you gonna kiss at midnight on new years?”
Me: “Yeah, I’m uh, still single so…”
Person: “So, who’s gonna be your Valentine?”
Me: ”I’M FUCKING SINGLE! GET IT INTO YOUR FUCKING HEAD! I’M GOING TO GROW OLD ALONE EXCEPT FOR MY PLETHORA OF CATS!”
hahhahahahhahahah...
My First Project of the Break:
Pop Art Twiggy.
I love Twiggy. She’s basically my idol. I’ve wanted to paint this picture of her for a while now. I tried in art class last year but it doesn’t really look much like her because we spent like one class period on it. I still like it though. But I’m thinking doing this on a biggish canvas in aqua and purple/pink. And I might experiment with some...
“So this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and...”
– the perks of being a wallflower
the perks of being a wallflower
Dear Friend,
This is by far the best book I’ve ever read. If there were one thing I wish everyone could do before they die, it would be to read this book.
Love Always,
Gabby
1 more day..........
So I’ve decided I’m spending the first few days of my holiday catching up on Gossip Girl, 90210, and Glee. And then the rest of my week will be spent on buying paint/canvases/sheets/glitter/brushes/ish, chilling with my best friend, listening to some good music, and making beautifullllll long awaited art. Plus some adventures. I do love those. Much needed relaxation……1 more...
“So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never...”
– the perks of being a wallflower
Anonymous asked: What's your favorite song?
Twenty Random Facts →
smoothandsailing:
paxmachina:
Look at your zipper. See the initials YKK? It stands for Yoshida Kogyo Kabushibibaisha, the world’s largest zipper manufacturer.
A duck’s quack doesn’t echo. No one knows why.
40 percent of McDonald’s profits come from the sales of Happy Meals.
315 entries in Webster’s 1996 Dictionary were misspelled.
On the average, 12 newborns will be given to the wrong...
covered in stars: direct quote from "Miles To Go"... →
thisbemakenayo:
swallowbitch-peoplearestarving:
iamacoconut:
hideyokidzhideyowife:
hornyhamsters:
foreverjamiexo:
gynandkerosene:
lesoleilestpresdemoi:
sureeen:
heyyoitsrobee:
mollyoshea:
kellynxnicole:
“I guess my idea of a good party is…
Melanie: What would you wanna marry me for anyhow?
Jake: So I can kiss you any time I want.
“When two people are meant to be together, no matter what, they eventually find...”
– Chuck Bass
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Think about it.
Does your heart ache and break when they’re sad? Then it’s love. Do you cry for their pain, even when they’re strong? Then it’s love. Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts? Then it’s love. Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and relation pulls you close and holds you there? Then it’s love. Do you...
There are two types of bestfriends
blahblahjaamie:
Number 1 : The bestfriend who you’re so close too. You see them at least twice a week or more. You guys talk alot and catch up on everything.
Number 2 : The type of friendship where you two don’t talk as much but deep down, you know that persons your bestfriend. Why? They understand you even if they barely see you.
Just because someone flirts with you, doesn’t mean they like you. Just because someone likes you, doesn’t mean they want to date you. Just because someone dates you, doesn’t mean they love you. Just because someone loves you, doesn’t mean they won’t hurt you.
Breakable
Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?
Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.
So it’s fairly simple to cut right through that mess,
And to stop the muscle that makes us confess.
We are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.
—Ingrid Michaelson
