Rum. Goldschlager. Gin. Vodka.
Only the avatar, master of all four alcohols, could get this shit cranked.
but when the party needed him most, he got sober.
and everything changed when the stoner nation attacked
video games are awesome. you like music? video game soundtracks. you like books? video game storylines. you need a boyfriend? video game characters. you like to go outside? video game graphics. need exercise? then run………. without using fast travel in an open world video game. who needs life. who needs anything. video games.
“I am angry that I starved my brain and that I sat shivering in my bed at night instead of dancing or reading poetry or eating ice cream or kissing a boy or maybe a girl with gentle lips and strong hands.”— Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls (via fawun)
"What was silent in the father speaks in the son, and often I found in the son the unveiled secret of the father."
Cosplay: Winter Soldier
Holy shit I want to be her
that guy you just called a nerd? well it’s captain james kirk and you’re right he’s a huge freakin nerd
that ship you just called a glorified garbage scow? don’t you think you’d better…………..
You’re right! I should! I didn’t mean to say that the Enterprise should be hauling garbage……………
I meant to say that it should be hauled away as garbage!
I’m at 62 hours, and tonight has been much easier than last night.
So like, thanks again to everyone who’s been messaging me - you have no idea how much help you’ve been. I saved copies of all the messages, so I’m going to print them and keep them in an envelope for the summer.
That’s the thing though, I finish school today, and I’m going home Friday afternoon. So I’m making the most of the time I have left with my friends, but I’m worried about what’ll happen without them. Especially if things get bad like last night.
Like I know we can text, and there’s Skype, but it’s just not the same.
And I have friends back home, but they have other things to do. And what do I do if I score one of these internships? I’ll be in a different state.
I’m probably just worrying more than I should. Last night fucked me up.
Everything’s healing pretty well though (I forgot how much that hurts, but I’m not going to pick up a Tylenol addiction). I’m not the type that’s really into the scars, so I’m trying really hard to fade them before my mom shows up to get me.
So I don’t know if things are necessarily okay, but getting there.