"I don’t care if you are the mayor, I don’t care if you emit a faint glow that smells like stale birthday cake from a child’s august birthday, I don’t care that instead of words you are currently using an uncomfortable low pitched hum to communicate. You can’t go in the booth while Cecil is recording and I will physically tackle you if forced too. It’s part of my duties as station intern along with taking any and all bullets fired at Cecil or the microphone and feeding the cat."
Phineas and Ferb 04x11b: “Happy Birthday, Isabella”.
YOU GUYS ARE TWELVE YEARS OLD STOP
tips for flirting: carve your number into a potato and roll it towards eligible females you wish to court with
the fact that this would work on me has me concerned
New blog: broom-tree.tumblr
It’s exactly the same as my old blog, but without the 988 pages and 19,400 likes I will never sort through.
Pandora by Johnny Dombrowski
Repeat after me: I am a goddess. My spirit is towering, my soul is mighty, my breasts are magnificent and my shoes are super fucking cute.
I posted a lot about this on my other blog, but then I remembered that not all of my friends follow my other blog (I followed you all, why won’t you follow me back jerkfaces).
I promise this will probably be the last time I speak of it. I just like keeping my friends updated on my life, okay? D:
Idk, I feel like I talk about it too much. But it is my first break up, which is kind of noteworthy… I don’t know. ANYWAY, STORY TIME.
So I am single now. Nathen wasn’t planning on breaking up with me because he didn’t want to hurt me, but he wanted something that he couldn’t accomplish while being tied down with me. So I encouraged him to go out and accomplish that so that he wouldn’t go through life feeling unfulfilled, and we called it off so he could do that.
We agreed that, after a few years, if we were both single then we could try again, after growing up and gaining more experience.
So it was a really nice break up. We’re going to stay friends and I am going to keep going to his church and he’ll keep going to mine.
I am sad, but I guess that is to be expected. Mostly I am happy that we came to a solution, even though the solution was breaking up (before this we were both confused at where this relationship was heading and it was stressful because we didn’t know where to start with fixing the problem). I’m happy that he can be happy now.
I don’t know, I go back and forth from sad to happy and knowing it was necessary and also my idea.
But anyway, that’s what happened.