Today, my boyfriend took me out to a really romantic dinner. Later, I lost my virginity. The chicken was better than he was. FML
Did you fuck it before you ate it?
contact me: masterkraft@live.com
contact me: masterkraft@live.com
Today, my boyfriend took me out to a really romantic dinner. Later, I lost my virginity. The chicken was better than he was. FML
Did you fuck it before you ate it?
Posters in my hometown are depressing. For a little inbred, hick town, we have our fair share of (shit) music that they send from all places to make us forget about where we live. Obviously everyone that lives here bums sheep. It’s worse when you read the tagline “brought to you all the way from Cornwall/London/Hamstead Heath…” and then add the elipsis like I just did. Like they expect us to put down our newspaper/flyer/leaflet/girlfriend and go “wow, they’ve sent a band just for us!”. Fuck off. I hope you break down on the way here. You look like a lass, get your fucking hair cut you daft twat.
I also enjoyed watching a feature on TV called “Christmas Comes Early”, selling various lights and such. When I say enjoyed, by the way, I mean loathed, with extreme passion. Still, there’s bugger all on anyway.
I doubt you’ve read this far. I doubt I care.
I DON’T THINK THIS NAVIGATION TABLE IS FOR PORPOISES BUT W/E
You were just talking in Bronx.
Okay, I know I hate this and I know I’m already bored of this whole balloon business but I had to share this. Hypocrite? Yes.
This is an S.O.S, please find me something enlightening, interesting, entertaining and enthralling that I can read or do over the internet that isn’t porn or video games. If it involves balloons and kids in them I will shoot you.
HELP.
And now for rhythmic gymnastics. You may want to begin your own rhythm… at home. With your cock.
Has anyone actually been on it, and is there any decent themes?
Tumblr made the list. Congrats, you guys.
Here’s what it says about them:
In 2005, David Karp was running his software consulting business, developing new media for big media companies. He got the idea for Tumblr after becoming captivated by a new form of blogging known as “tumblelogging” that presented material of various formats (such as text, photo, and video) in a stream. While building a tumblelog for himself, the programmer realized other fans of the form would want to use a simple tool that would allow them to create their own. So during a two-week window between consulting jobs, Karp, who first started coding when he was 11, created the first iteration of such a tool designed with speed, ease of use, and customization in mind. Launched in 2007 for general consumption, the Tumblr platform now has 1.8 million users and has landed $5.5 million in venture capital from two rounds of funding with Union Square Ventures and Spark Capital. Karp, 23, says the 10-person company is not making money yet but will be experimenting with revenue-generating features this quarter. “Goal No. 1 is growth. We’re aiming this thing for a mainstream audience.”
(via blogsecret)
I don’t usually call people on these; the idea of Blogsecret is to say what you feel with no direct reply or consequence. It’s more of an outlet than an insight. What is it with people’s fixation on dying alone? Let me tell you something. Everyone’s going to die alone. The only way you won’t die alone is if you’re holding someone’s hand when you go, or lying across someone’s chest like they’re a pillow. Believe it or not, many don’t go through that. The feeling of attachment eases things somewhat; living for 10 happy years with someone as wise and as cheerful as you are deadens the pain of being alone when you die. If that sounds like a horrible thing to say, so be it. As I often say, we’re all going in the same hole.
Now to move on. You will not die alone. Those that lose a partner at 60 and feel there’s no-one left for them because they already found their life partner find love again. I’ve seen it. It’s selfish to assume that at 14, 19, 23, 54 or any age that you won’t love again. It’s a selfish belief, because there’s always going to be worse than you. The trick is to filter out the worse parts and find the better ones. The best love is the one that got away, but that doesn’t mean your existence is void.
Terry Wogan is like a wallpaper.
I’m sorry but 4 emo kids’ Tweets are not enough to ring alarm bells for me. Besides, it’s a fake CNN page, nobody panic, back to your drinks.
Please tell me I’m not alone, but that big black dirty line around images when I re-blog things really throws me off. Like, it’s put there intentionally to shame you and others, and really make it obvious you’re just not original enough. It’s like Tumblr’s going “okay, we know you don’t care about your Tumblarity and we’re going to give you a higher rating, buuuuut I think we should outline what you’ve stolen with a big black thick rectangle, okay chaps?”. If there was a way to get rid of it I would; I’m not one for re-blogging and removing credit, chances are you get caught out by the other couple of hundred that follow a semi-popular Tumblog.
I’m giving you your very own license to print money. I’d make hundreds if I had the time and just leave them lying around. Fuck, I’m not even in the USA but your money just makes for easier drawing. Maybe that’s why there’s more counterfeit cases in America.
But yeah, draw your own.
