August 2009
10 posts
TWIGGY AND I
sleeplessnights:
Are in the process of gettting a 21 year old gay guy to call us. We’ve posed as 13 year old kid. So he’s gonna call us, then(BAM) Im gonna act like an innocent child, and Twiggy is gonna take over it and act like Chris Hanson, from MSNBC To Catch A Predator. Wish us a sad and sadistic good luck
Why do I have to miss this? ):
Good luck! :P
Hey Zac,
Go make a Neopets account. I’ve become addicted to it today :P
Me llamo “Sp00hkz”
Perhaspe Crys, perhaspe :p
(via sleeplessnights)
That’s what Scott called me :P
Dear Zac,
sleeplessnights:
gnomenapping:
One day some men wearing white coats and carrying really big nets are going to drag you off tumblr.
Then you can have your own episode of intervention where you can huff some keyboard cleaner and twitch while yelling at your cats that aren’t really in the room.
No matter how many people you hire to take me away. I shall find other means of acessing my...
Dear Zac,
One day some men wearing white coats and carrying really big nets are going to drag you off tumblr.
Then you can have your own episode of intervention where you can huff some keyboard cleaner and twitch while yelling at your cats that aren’t really in the room.
“You know what I want? I want to be someone’s reason for waking up, someone’s...”
– (via papertissue)
July 2009
13 posts
Oh where, oh where has zack gone?
I see you’ve been on tumblr but I hadn’t heard from you so I assumed your dad went nutty.
Hmmm.
Thanks a lot Zack.
Now I’ve been listening to Taylor Swift break-up songs over and over.
“You had me crawling for you honey and it never would have gone away,
No
You...”
– You’re Not Sorry, Taylor Swift.
Solitaire Fail-age.
My new computer tells me my game stats. I’ve played solitaire 18 times since it’s purchase and I just won for the first time. My win percentage now stands at 5%.
“To fall in love is awfully simple, but to fall out of love is simply awful”
– Bess Myerson (via kari-shma) (via shakahari)
“Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it’s better to leave them broken than...”
– Unknown (via littlemiss) (via papertissue)
Pulling it together.
Pat out the ground, The dirt has been shifted. Loosely packed, Its contents as fresh as the thought. Sifting through, Embark the loosely wrapped Shard. Edged and warning, The handler to take gentle care. Moving ever so slowly, I grasp it in my palm, Blending with milky skin. A precious rarity, You tossed to the earth, I gather the pieces, Of a shattered heart.
Mingling with the Intoxicating.
De-thorned vines intertwine,
effortlessly.
Spikes still meander to threaten.
A mirage of flight,
struck down,
by the blow.
CRUSH,
to the cold pavement.
Scratch at something to grasp,
nothing.
Arms wave in disbelief,
covering the sun.