I'm a penny in a diamond mine

Nov 06 2009
are2:

E.T.: the Extra Terrestrial

Definitely my favorite movie… of my childhood.

are2:

E.T.: the Extra Terrestrial

Definitely my favorite movie… of my childhood.

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Oct 29 2009
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Ohh yes I am!

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Ohh yes I am!

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elniafron62:

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I wish I could try it… maybe I should stop watching series.

elniafron62:

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I wish I could try it… maybe I should stop watching series.

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Oct 20 2009
Ton père t’as donné de l’argent? …
ha tu as un chéquier. Bon soigne bien
ta petite oreille et utilise pleins d’oreillers
pour dormir.
— Le médecin de Lardy le Pâté
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This is how I picture my otitis, it’s violent and it hurts.

This is how I picture my otitis, it’s violent and it hurts.

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Oct 19 2009

anxiogene:

Good News Everyone! (via diroled)

I was so sick to hear this everytime I’d see my friend so I finally check it out on Youtube.

Best sentence ever!

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Oct 15 2009
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Oct 14 2009
stuffhipstershate:

Running
Oh, shit—is that my motherfucking bus? Shit, shit, shit—I’m a whole fucking block away. I’ll just start walking really fast. Ah, fuck. I can’t be late again. I can’t. I’ve been fucking late the last two days and they’ll fucking fire me. It’s a stupid temp job, but still—I have to make rent this month. I can’t ask Mom and Dad to spot me again or they’ll think I’m a deadbeat. Oh, shit—this bag is so fucking heavy. Why the hell did I have to bring this fucking mammoth Philip K. Dick anthology? And my flask. Maybe I should run? Oh, fuck, I look like an idiot. I will not pump my arms like some kind of obese power walker. I will not. Hands at sides. Hands at sides. Shit! Stitch in my side, stitch in my side, stitch.in.my.side. I can’t breathe. Maybe I should stop smoking. Maybe I should stop drinking. Maybe I should, like, start exercising somehow. Oh, fuck. My feet hurt. These Vans are not made for running. Gonna stop now. Hands on knees. Breathe. Shit. Goodbye motherfucking bus. Oh, fuck that fucking job. Seems like a good day for some day-drinking. I deserve it. I fucking exercised.
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stuffhipstershate:

Running

Oh, shit—is that my motherfucking bus? Shit, shit, shit—I’m a whole fucking block away. I’ll just start walking really fast. Ah, fuck. I can’t be late again. I can’t. I’ve been fucking late the last two days and they’ll fucking fire me. It’s a stupid temp job, but still—I have to make rent this month. I can’t ask Mom and Dad to spot me again or they’ll think I’m a deadbeat. Oh, shit—this bag is so fucking heavy. Why the hell did I have to bring this fucking mammoth Philip K. Dick anthology? And my flask. Maybe I should run? Oh, fuck, I look like an idiot. I will not pump my arms like some kind of obese power walker. I will not. Hands at sides. Hands at sides. Shit! Stitch in my side, stitch in my side, stitch.in.my.side. I can’t breathe. Maybe I should stop smoking. Maybe I should stop drinking. Maybe I should, like, start exercising somehow. Oh, fuck. My feet hurt. These Vans are not made for running. Gonna stop now. Hands on knees. Breathe. Shit. Goodbye motherfucking bus. Oh, fuck that fucking job. Seems like a good day for some day-drinking. I deserve it. I fucking exercised.

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I’m getting extremely impatient.

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I’m getting extremely impatient.

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Ça devient dégueu chez Jean-Mich’.

(via zestrokes)

Ça devient dégueu chez Jean-Mich’.

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