June 2012
popcornmassacre:
ugh summer
look at my awful tan line
steptoe:
that’s so raven
that’s moderately raven
that’s excessively raven
that’s profoundly raven
that’s not very raven of you
Watch
I’M DANCING FROM MY VAGINA. I’M GRINDING, I’M GRINDING.
ORGASM EYES, ORGASM EYES.
Things I Say While Driving
Me: Fuck you, oh. Fuck. You.
Me: What the fuck are you doing. What. The fuck. Are you doing.
Me: NICE BLINKER ASSHOLE.
Me: Good luck in the slow lane there, bud.
Me: Why the FUCK are we not even going to speed limit. Why.
Me: Lolol your car's a piece of shit.
Me: If I miss that green light because of you...
Me: You're gonna cut me off? You better hope you have a damn good accelerator, bitch.
Me: I AM GOING TEN MILES PER HOUR OVER THE SPEED LIMIT WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT
Me: Shit is that a cop? No.
Me: Shit THAT is a cop.
Me: Nope, roof rack.
hookedheart:
i miss flip phones because at the end of a conversation u could dramatically close them like what can i do with my iphone throw it against the wall
I love finding out that I'm gonna $5300 short for...
Basically, I’m working the corners of Toronto in the fall to pay for my winter semester.
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travishasablog:
uvidimsya:
peaceloveandecstasy:
joceln:
canada looks really broken
u ok canada
TRY COLOURING IN THAT SHIT WHEN YOU’RE 7 AND HAVE NO FINE MOTOR SKILLS. FUCKING NUNAVUT. ASK ANY CANADIAN, I SWEAR TO THE GOD OF MAPLE SYRUP.
god of maple syrup.
I STILL CAN’T COLOUR FUCKING NUNAVUT.
SHIT CANADA, GET IT TOGETHER.
YOU’RE TEARING THIS COUNTRY APART!
mom: what if your future husband doesn't like your favorite band then what
me: why wouldn't he like his own music mom
The time I met Jennifer Lawrence
avoxcado:
