my life goal is to reblog this every monday
I’m tempted to set this up in my queue every Monday for a year.
See this every Monday, Reblog this every time. (:
this has been on my dash every Monday since i joined tumblr.
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must roblog… ..cant.. resist..
Ugh.. Monday again.
sat and cried, that’s what, sat and thought about how little direction my life has and yet how little motivation i have to do anything about that. and about how pretty soon everything’s gonna change and the world i know will leave me behind and the life i know will cease to exist. and about how i thought i was getting better but i’m still plagued with the sickening feeling of spite and yearning. and about how i could so very easily be fixing those problems right now, but i’m too busy writing a fucking post on tumblr and listening to sad music. What does it say about my mentality that i’m happiest when i’m asleep?
Well suck it up and get some patience. Not everyone knows exactly what they want and as immediately as you do. Some people hurt if they make the wrong choice. Some still have the past tangled in their minds. “I don’t like waiting” is such a passive aggressive, wankerish thing to say.
Ooh, two in one day, snazzy… (Not two any more, I wasn’t happy with the other one so I’ll do it again) I was looking through loads of backing tracks on my laptop and remembered how fun the solo to Crazy Train is, so here’s my go at being Randy Rhoads :)
(A few seconds after finishing that, my dad came in to record me, which felt like quite a compliment :D If you care about what that looks like, he tagged me in it on Facebook…)
I keep choosing songs to do in advance but never getting round to them -_- This is my favourite so far out of all the ones I’ve done. (and no-one’s noticed that I’ve edited this post about 5 times now haha)
Fluffy nipple? O.o
wow i never thought this actually happened in to real people but just wow. simply puurrrrrfect. *sorry*