December 2010
139 posts
It is up to you to set the world on fire.
When I blast my music, my mom comes out of nowhere...
lyfeunscriptd:
adirondackz:
My mom comes out like:
And I’m like:
^yes
When I blast my music, my mom comes out of nowhere...
dironladerek:
Shotgun to the Head.
LOVE is an art form slightly removed from its element. One may ask, well what does this mean? I respond, I’ve made it up! But it shall be from now on… from now on cities will be built on one side of the street so that soothsayers will have wilderness to wander & lovers space enough to contemplate a kiss… She kissed… she kissed as if she alone could forge the signature...
