I treat my tumblr like a diary.I am not afraid to dance in public. I sing everywhere. It's pretty easy to make me laugh. I use my hands a lot when I speak. I make weird facial expressions. I use sounds effects when describing things. I smile all the time. I'm a chill person when I want to be. I like sitting in my room and blasting music. I love poetry. I love photography. I say what's on my mind. I don't think before I speak. I am pretty random. I'm not like most people. I'm a pretty complex individual. I'm easily entertained. I talk to my dogs like they are humans. I love elephants. Like most people, I screw things up every once in a while. I love meeting new people.
Downfall to being up at this time.
My dashboard is dead. Sad day.
Oh, Patricia.
Patricia: “I was creepin’ on him all day yesterday. I made a screensaver.”
Me: “Yup, I’m going to post that.”
“And that’s Showbiz … kid.”
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You can’t count on others. They always leave. You have to be strong for yourself. No matter how hard, you have to try. Because if you do try, the results will be amazing.
No female ever wants to be called a ”bitch” but once you put ”bad” in front if it, these hoes feel honored.
THIS.
I made these gifs in ye olden dayes before photosets and 1MB limits and such. So I present to you:
Sparky the Dancing Corgi REDUX
…HD
ON ICE
This is too cute to not reblog.
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I have had a splinter in finger since last Wednesday.
It’s in my pointer finger on my right hand. I would appreciate it if it just jumped out of my finger because it hurts really bad.
Scraping my knee on the ground, no big deal.
Cutting my hand while chopping onions, not a problem.
Getting a splinter while dusting my bookcase, AMPUTATE MY FINGER.
