This is not a suicide pact, this is just a blog.

nevver: Hop in, Glorious Unimportant Nothing

Fri, 05 Aug 2011 15:47:15 -0400

nevver:

Hop in, Glorious Unimportant Nothing

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nevver: Don’t bother with the local girls

Wed, 25 May 2011 18:36:14 -0400

nevver:

Don’t bother with the local girls

The saddest place on tumblr.

Wed, 25 May 2011 18:36:11 -0400

The saddest place on tumblr.

cobweblike: ohhhh. look at how cute she isss. <3

Wed, 25 May 2011 17:46:49 -0400

cobweblike:

ohhhh. look at how cute she isss. <3

mostlyculture: cobweblike: James this is my main man James....

Wed, 25 May 2011 17:44:39 -0400

mostlyculture:

cobweblike:

James

this is my main man James. Dapper as fuck as always. He’s the kind of guy you wanna drink a couple 40’s and waste a day at the beach with.

fellow bathroom chiller :)

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Jesus only had 12 followers. I have more. Therefore I am better than Jesus

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mermdick: Why Do People Type Like This

Wed, 11 May 2011 22:00:26 -0400

mermdick:

Why Do People Type Like This

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Black Swan

Wed, 11 May 2011 16:15:32 -0400

helveticunt:

tommilsom:

meganamram:

MILA KUNIS: I’m going to dance the Black Swan.

NATALIE PORTMAN: No, that’s my role. I’m going to dance the Black Swan.

(Door bursts open.)

PAULA ABDUL: No, you’re both wrong. I’M GOING TO DANCE THE BLACK SWAN!!!!!!!!

(PAULA applauds for herself and winks at two non-existent TV cameras. She spits out a tooth.)

MILA & NATALIE: Oh, Paula, not again!

(PAULA hits her baby toes with a hammer and spits out a rare diamond.)

PAULA: Look at my feet, look at my feet, hippity hop hop I’M A DANCER SHAMBADANGLE CHA-CHA BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(PAULA does 8% of the splits and sticks a Q-Tip into her tear duct.)

NATALIE: Paula, please stay out of this. You haven’t been able to dance for years.

PAULA: But we can be friends – we’re all dancers here! We’re just three dancers with moss for hair!!

MILA: You don’t see any differences between us, two lithe ballerinas, and yourself?

PAULA: Nope, no differences! We’re all just a few beautiful ballerina baby boom-booms with more than thirteen bones in our bodies and addictions to pills that are the color of a boy’s lips!!

NATALIE: OK, well…can you do this?

(NATALIE does ten perfect pirouettes while resisting the temptation of a Wolfgang Puck microwaveable pizza.)

PAULA: UH UM DUH!

(PAULA takes a book of Sudoku out of her pocket, writes “2” in every box, and eats every page.)

PAULA: Would someone addicted to pills the color of a boy’s lips and also addicted to other pills the color of a warm April’s polio brace be able to do a ballet move like that?

MILA: Yes.

NATALIE: Yes, I actually think they’d be more likely than most people to be able to do a move like that.

PAULA: How about this?

(PAULA screams “BLACK SWAN” over and over again while completing the maze of a Denny’s kids menu.)

MILA (whispering to NATALIE): I don’t even want to make out with her, and I am totally into psychosexual-lesbian-experimenting these days. Like college, with less deans.

NATALIE (whispering to MILA): The best part of college is the deans.

PAULA: I’m addicted to pills the color of Xanax!!!!!

(PAULA signs the word “rabies,” pulls someone else’s braid out of her hair, and collapses.)

NATALIE: The fun thing is that none of us menstruate.

aaaahahaahhahahahahahaha

The last line is a fucking keeper oh my GOD

oh my god. what does this even mean?