July 2012
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u know(let) my name no(t) my story(uce)
omg i just got back from seeing magic mike
b u t t s
June 2012
*hides from your murderous rampage*
LDASJS;KLJ;LSKJugh SORRY it’s just this same person doesn’t STOP TEXTING ME AND HE NEVER SAYS ANYTHING AND I GET SO ANNOYED SO I RANT ABOUT IT IN CAPS LOCK ON THE INTERNET
seeing magic mike tonight yes fuckers
im trying to make you fall hopelessly in love with me by liking all your posts
PARTY AT MY PLACE
i’ve got the alcohol covered
i’ll bring some soda
ill bring the drugs
I’LL BRING THE BITCHES
if you don’t like bacon you’re not only lying to yourself but also every small puppy and kitten that you want to pet but will never have a chance to because i’ve killed you
ughhghghghghh can i just apply for college nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww??????
Drabble: Lay Here
Summary: Based on this photo. Kurt and Blaine use one of the last days of summer to be with each other under the stars.
If you draw fanart for this I will give you my first born.
Blaine tells Kurt to bring as many comforters and pillows as possible, which is the first thing that confuses him. The second is Blaine pulling up in a large pick up truck that he needs to jump out of from the driver’s seat.
“What is this?” asks Kurt as Blaine walks over to him, a wide smile on his face.
“It’s my uncle’s truck. He’s in town and let me borrow it,” explains Blaine. “Got all your stuff?”
“Uh, yes?” The comforters and pillows are bundled tightly together and his overnight bag, something Blaine also told him to make up, was over his shoulder. “What is going on exactly?”
“Surprise. Get in the truck and I’ll throw all this in the back.” Kurt hops in the truck and a few minutes later Blaine walks around to the driver’s side and heaves himself back in the seat. He starts driving and the usual car conversation and singing along to songs on the radio begins. They are driving, quickly leaving the town behind, and then keep going.
“Where are we going?” Kurt finally asks.
“Almost there.”
modern family is just one of those shows that you could watch for hours and never ever ever ever get bored of
my stomach is so rude. it was perfectly fine while i was eating my s’mores and then i decided that i wanted bacon too so as i was finishing up my last s’more i was heading toward the bacon when SUDDENLY PAIN STRUCK. I WAS CAUGHT IN A FLURRY OF MUSCLE SPASMS IN MY ABDOMEN AREA WITHHOLDING ME FROM EATING MY DELICIOUS COLD BACON
ugh summer
look at my awful tan line
pezberry