November 2010
Damn microscopic thing…things.
It is so fucking hot.

Oh wait, it’s the first day of summer tomorrow.
FFFFFUCK
-itgetsbetter— replied to your post: Tumblr. I’m tired. Go make me hot chocolate. And fluff up my pillow.
Dean, go to bed. Why? Because I’m awesome and I told you to.
Not until I get my Hot Chocolate. And pie.
And a bed time story.
She said she couldn’t stand the movie any longer.







Y U NO PUT STUFF ON MY DASH!?
I don’t care if I’m allergic.


“Hey Anna. Move your Pooh Bear ass. HA! GET IT! You’re Pooh Bear undies! Get it! Pooh! On your ass!”

In this movie. Shakespeare was a girl.


Oh lord. This movie just got good.


Oh.
Okay.
-itgetsbetter— replied to your post: Sister starts watching Glee. I walk away.
How do you put up with me then?
You don’t keep talking about it. So it’s all good.
I remember the first time I ever watched a Supernatural episode. It was ‘Something dead in the water’ and I missed nearly all of the dialogue because all I could see was Dean’s lips moving and nothing else registered in my head.
Sometimes I catch myself looking at his lips while he’s talking. And then I’m all; ‘Oh my…’

I can not stand Glee.

Getting hair cut short tomorrow!





Such an annoying movie. I know it sends out a good message.
But still…I find it SO annoying. And I have no idea why.










