Somthing always, goes wrong when im baking.
:O
(via ploooooopy, stateofflux)
oh Sheldon. :’)
This is a one way street, only to be conquered alone.
Just as a poet needs inspiration to write a masterpiece
I need you.
Just as an artist needs a subject for his work of art,
I need you.
Just as a teacher needs a pupil to mold into greatness,
I need you.
Just as a composer needs a theme to create a timeless melody,
I need you.
For without you, my life would be empty of all inspiration. There will be no work of art for me to gaze at; no person of greatness before me; no timeless melody to listen to. My life will exist in shades of gray instead of vibrant colors, and I will be less than whole.
Heh, Well I Thought Seeing Everyone Is All Gung-Ho Posting About How Much Their Dreading And Hating On Valentines Day. I Thought I Might Post Something.
We All Know Its All Product, Artificial Etc.
We All Know Its Just A Reminder For Broken And Lonely Hearts.
We All Know Its Nothing More Then Just Another Day.
Havent You Ever Contemplated, The Fact That;
If Someone Came Up To You, Someone You Knew.
Maybe Even If You Didnt Know Them.
They Gave You Roses, And Read You A Poem.
Told You Your Greatest Features. In Their Eyes.
And Wrapped Their Arms Around You. Telling You Their In Love With You.
Have You Even Thought, That The Chance Of You Being Theirs.
Is Raised By 100% On Valentines Day?
Even If You Hate It At The Start, If Someone Makes It For You.
You’ll Go To Bed That Night Saying ‘Best Valentines Day Ever’
Of Course Thats Simply A Posibility, If Your Not Interested In Possibility;
Have You Ever Realised Its Just Another Holiday?
Theres A Reason Valentines Day Is Valentines Day,
If You Don’t Know It.
Google It.
Its Just Like Christmas,
Its Just That With Christmas Everyone Understands What Its About.
Well What It Has Been Mordernised To Be About Anyway.
It Isnt The Days Fault That Unlike Most Holidays, It Has Been Moneyed. And Overly Made Artificial. Don’t Hate The Day.
It Isnt The Days Fault You Need An Excuse To Hate Something,
Just Because Your Alone.
Christmas Is The Holiday Of Giving, And Being Around The People You Love.
Valentines Day Is Just Another Holiday Of Giving. Just To One Person.
Don’t Sit Here.
Posting On Tumblr, About How Much ‘Valentines Day Sucks’
If Your Not Putting In An Effort To Have A Good Time.
Why Use It As An Excuse To Lament?
Why Not Use It As An Excuse To Be Happy?
Just Another Day.
Another Day That I Don’t Believe In.
But I’ll Live Through It, Uneffected.
Because I Don’t Need An Excuse To Hate One Day, More Then I Hate Any Other.
Could you shut up right about now? You spelt unaffected wrong. Grow some balls, get a life. Kthxbai.
(via blastoffrocket)
oh rly
rly ;)
Wake up in the morning feeling like Winehouse
Grab my breezer, I’m out the door
I’m gonna be really loud
Cuz I don’t care who I piss off, yeah
I’m a real big sinner
Sometimes I eat my dessert
Before my dinner
Talking odd socks on my toes, toes
Taking off all my clothes, clothes
Feeling overexposed,
So I put back all of my clothes, back on
Flush before I wee, wee
Get arrested daily, ly
Trying to get a peak of some titties
I’m mad, really bad
But don’t tell my mum & dad
Pucker up kiss my butt
Cuz I’m bloody fucking nuts
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let’s copy poker face like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I’m mad, really bad
But don’t tell my mum & dad
Pucker up kiss a nut
Cuz it sells to be a slut
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let’s copy poker face like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I stay out till 11 when my curfew is 10
Night sweetie, sleep well-
SHUT UP MUM I’m ON MSN!
Now the girls are lining up
Because were pussy sailin
But we punch em in the mouth
If they’re not Sarah Palin
Talkin bout doin things well regret, gret
Menthal cigarette, rette
Butt plugs in his pet
WHOA! WHOA!
Text sex on my Samsung,
Not telling dad mum rung, rung
Have sex with Alexa Chung
By telling her I’m well hung
(I’m quite well hung)
I’m mad, really bad
But don’t tell my mum & dad
Pucker up kiss my butt
Cuz I’m bloody fucking nuts
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let’s copy poker face like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I’m mad, really bad
But don’t tell my mum & dad
Pucker up kiss a nut
Cuz it sells to be a slut
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let’s copy poker face like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
This is the part where the rap breaks down
This is the part where the drums go POW
This is the part where your balls sag down
This is the part where your pants go brown
This is the part when your dad goes off on a cold
Christmas Eve to get some more milk, but he never comes
Back and 17 years later you find out he’s with a whole
Fucking family of some Spanish bitch and he doesn’t even
Know your fucking name anymore-
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
I’m sorry
I’m mad, really bad
But don’t tell my mum & dad
Pucker up kiss my butt
Cuz I’m bloody fucking nuts
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let’s copy poker face like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I’m mad, really bad
But don’t tell my mum & dad
Pucker up kiss a nut
Cuz it sells to be a slut
Hear the bass, skinny waist
Now let’s copy poker face like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
JUST DANCE!
BAD ROMANCE!
Now let’s copy poker face like
Whoa Whoa Whoa