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I'm Liz and this is my haven, my medley, my conglomerate of all the stuff that I deem to be sick, rad, cool, swag, pretty, lovely, fan-girly, funny, and totally awesome. It may contain personal comments, photos, and blurbs from my life. I present you with the mind of a 17 year old girl. |
when people say something shitty and then act all sad and hurt when you say something shitty in reply « fucking stop you asked for it, cry me a river i’m done
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Boys just won vs Brandywine, my least fave team. Boyfriend was clutch as all hell, even with the new haircut which I’m not 100% on. But it’s okay because of the amazingness displayed.
also jerseys are comfy as all hell
two claps for the fucking idiots i live with
| no one: | I hate Neil Patrick Harris |
what the hell how is this boy so sweet?
i’m worried bc im in a car and the driver is driving too fast in this bad weather = if you wanna get out of the car i’ll come get you. any time.
he texts my friend apologizing for staying at her house lateish when it was totally my fault, texts me apologizing too.
had a christmas gift emergency when i thought i lost a gift that he was with me when i bought, he offers to go and rebuy them and drive em to my house when thats totally out of the way for him and not even expected
wth
I’m really mad so lemme just put this psa out into the world
DO YOU SEE THIS MASCARA? THIS MASCARA IS CALLED MAYBELLINE THE ROCKET VOLUME EXPRESS
I WENT TO GO BUY MASCARA THE OTHER DAY AND THIS SHIT WAS ONE DOLLAR CHEAPER THAN MY USUAL MASCARA (rimmel sexy curves) SO I BOUGHT IT (because I’m a fool of a took) AND I COULD WRITE SONNETS ABOUT THE WAYS IN WHICH IT IS TERRIBLE
THE BRISTLES ARE ODDLY SHORT AND DON’T CATCH YOUR LASHES PROPERLY EVEN THOUGH THEY’RE RUBBER OR PLASTIC OR SOME PINE NEEDLE SHIT
IT CLUMPED ALL OF MY EYELASHES IMMIDIATELY UPON IMPACT AND THEY WOULDN’T SEPARATE EVEN WHEN USING AN EYELASH COMB
IT WOULD NOT COME OFF. AND NO IT IS NOT THE WATERPROOF KIND BECAUSE I CHECKED FOR THAT BEFORE AND AFTER BUYING IT. I USED MAKEUP REMOVER TWICE, CLEANSED MY FACE WITH THE STRENGTH OF GASTON, TONED LIKE OLIVIA NEWTON JOHN IN THE 80’S, AND STILL HAD OPAQUE BLACK STREAKS DOWN MY FACE.
YOU KNOW HOW YOU BUY MASCARA AND YOU’RE SO EXCITED TO USE IT AND THEN THE FIRST TIME YOU DO IT’S LIKE THE HEAVENS OPEN UP AND LITTLE CHERUBS FLOAT DOWN FROM PEARLESCENT CLOUDS AND KISS YOUR EYELASHES GENTLY AND YOU FEEL LIKE YOU CAN DO ANYTHING AND THAT BEYONCE HERSELF HAS NODDED AT YOU AND WHISPERED “FIERCE”
USING THIS FOR THE FIRST TIME WAS MORE LIKE POOPING IN A PUBLIC TOILET
ON A SCALE OF ONE TO HORRENDOUS I WOULD GIVE IT ELEVEN MILLION STARS
IM MAD!!!
So this awesome thing happened in College English today. We are reading Night in class, and someone had a question about what a pipel was. My teacher explains that a pipel was a young boy used as a sex slave for the Nazi leaders of the concentration camps. Someone immediately asked why this was okay, since the Nazis persecuted homosexuals and the male camp leaders were doing this with little boys. And this guy behind me says “because homosexuality and pedophilia are NOT the same thing.” Def gave him a high five.
And it was just amazing to me because, not to be stereotypical of the straight-male gender, but it is normally straight males who have trouble grasping that concept. And it was just awesome that I wasn’t the only person in class to be annoyed with someone making homosexuality = pedophilia, when it doesn’t.
(via -simplydreaming)
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i just wanted to fuckin’ skype you this weekend.
but no you had to like, not be available
or only be available for two seconds
siiiiiigh. i’ll get over itttt.
| listen up, dummy |
| stop. just stop. |
| stop waiting for him to sign on. |
| stop being too scared to talk to him when he is on. |
| stop being disappointed when he signs off. |
| just stop being one of those girls you pity. |
It was pretty awesome for my little Rose/Ten shipping heart.
It was pretty strange. I was staying in a hotel with Eleven, Amy Pond, Rose, and a maid. For some reason, Eleven and Amy had to fall in love to save the universe or some shit, so Eleven was like announcing it to the group.
Rose got kind of upset (obviously) and was like “I can’t deal with this,” and left the room. So Eleven went to follow her and stuff.
And then we kind of got sucked into the Doctor’s conciousness in this really weird way. Like Ten AND Eleven were standing facing each other, talking. And Ten was like “You have to do this for me, take her out and play these songs and then just leave her alone…”
And it was pretty strange but yeah.
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SO I GET HOME AND THERE’S THIS RANDOM KID ON MY COUCH AND HE’S LIKE ‘ALRIGHT MAN I DON’T WANNA HURT U JUST PUT UR STUFF DOWN AND...
Tell your dad to step it up to my dad’s level….
Empty movie theater. There’s only us. This is fantastic.
My mind is tellin me no but my body my body’s tellin me yes
♈ Aries: Will demand their freedom yet become possessive themselves. Will see the world through...