July 2010
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June 2010
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Jun 30th
“Google 2204355, and click “I’m Feeling Lucky.”
– What. The. F★★★. (via tumblaire) (via molls) (via creeperstatus) (via stonerparty)
Jun 30th
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Jun 30th
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How Much?
How much do you love me, a million bushels? Oh, a lot more than that, Oh, a lot more. And tomorrow maybe only half a bushel? Tomorrow maybe not even a half a bushel. And is this your heart arithmetic? This is the way the wind measures the weather. - Carl Sandburg
Jun 28th
Jun 28th
Drinking and Dreaming
dearoldlove: It makes sense that only when I fall asleep drunk, do you make a cameo appearance in my dreams.
Jun 27th
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“I didn’t know ‘I love you’ sounded so much like...”
Jun 26th
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“A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes. I screamed aloud as...”
– Florence + The Machine
Jun 26th
Possibly Impossible
dearoldlove: Don’t you get it? That it could never work was what made it work. 
Jun 25th
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A Long Fatal Love Chase
“Suppose I broke away and left you, or made it impossible for you to stay. That I was base and false; in every way unworthy of your love, and it was clearly right for you to go, what would you do then?” “Go away and–” He interrupted with a triumphant laugh, “Die as heroines always do, tender slaves as they are.” “No, live and forget you”, was the...
Jun 24th
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“…and the most intense desire gave force to her passionate words as the...”
– A Long Fatal Love Chase by Louisa May Alcott
Jun 24th
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Jun 24th
Anchorman solves everything.
Fantana. WWWWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! Ron, are you okay? THE BAD PART IS BAXTER! Breathe, Ron, BREATHE. THE MAN! ON THE M-M-MOTORCYCLE! What did the bad man do, Ron? THE MOTORCYCLE ON THE BRIDGE! I HIT HIM WITH A BURRITO! Ron! HE KICKED HIM! HE KICKED HIM WITH HIS FOOT! AND HE KICKED HIM! THAT’S WHAT HE DID! Someone punted him??? No! Wait, wait, lemme say...
Jun 24th
this is me right now
withmyfreezeray: Where are you? I’M IN A GLASS CASE OF EMOTIOOOONNNNNNNN!
Jun 24th
“My biggest regret is not that I love him but that I guarded my heart against...”
Jun 23rd
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Listen(via robinbenway) But I knew she was jealous...
Jun 23rd
Jun 23rd
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I hope one day we get married just to say we...
Yeah girl it’s on you know what it is when I finally make it home I just hope you miss me a little when I’m gone yeah I just hope you miss me a little when I’m gone and you just tell me what you down for anything you down for I know things have changed Know I used to be around more but you should miss me a little when I’m gone I just hope you miss me a little when I’m gone ...
Jun 23rd
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“There’s something I know when I’m with you that I forget when...”
– Capt. John Smith, The New World
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Jun 22nd
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What You Was
dearoldlove: You was a mistake, but not a regret.
Jun 22nd
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Jun 22nd
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Jun 22nd
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WatchWatch
rickyv: iCarly star Reed Alexander’s cooking segment on The Today Show. Holy fucking shit. I forgot about this. But I remember sitting at work watching this with my jaw hanging open. FLAMING.
Jun 21st
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Jun 20th
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Jun 20th
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Jun 20th
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Jun 20th
Soccer Jersey Swap →
 like @annzas mentioned earlier
Jun 20th
Lovebirds.
Me: Tell me you love me.
BN: Tell me you're sorry for being disrespectful.
Erin: You two are making me sick!
Me: We're making her sick talking like this.
BN: Oh *are* we? Are we making you sick, Erin? Tell her to call her man and tell him she loves him. 'NIGGA, I LOVE YOU!'
Me: Oh my God, if you'd told me like that then I would've said it back!
BN: Nigga, I love you!
Me: Oh my gosh.
BN: And there you go again, I say it to you and you can only say oh my gosh.
Me: I didn't realize you were saying it to me that time!
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“It happened again. I’m the one in love and you’re the one okay.”
Jun 17th
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Jun 17th
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Jun 15th
“I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of...”
– Pablo Neruda
Jun 15th
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November 7 2005
Anamarie is home today with a stomach ache. She opened my bedroom door while I was asleep and woke me up asking, “Does Judah have to go out?” I mumbled a no and then she added, “Hey, B, the Pillsbury Doughboy died.” “Huh?” “The guy died.” “Oh.” Then she left. I thought the voice of the Pillsbury Doughboy had died. So...
Jun 14th
Jun 14th