December 2011
My brother is such a troll..
Brother: Brah', I have to ask you something..
Me: What is it, is it important?
Brother: It's a life or death situation, I just don't know what to do.
Me: Who's this nigga, where he live, you want me to slice him?
Brother: Nah man, it's far worse than someone trying to beat me up..
Me: Dude, you can tell me, I'm here for you.
Brother: But I'm afraid if I tell you, you'll never look at me the same..
Me: You're not gay are yo-
Brother: Shut the fuck up, I get more girls than you.. and no it's not that.
Me: Well what is it?!
Brother: I.. am diagnosed with Sexiness.
Me: Get the fuck out of my room.
roses are red
violets are red
tulips are red
shit my gardens on fire
kingoftrapmas:
fuck school and drugs and my parents and booze and authority and society man fuck the world and bitches im hardcore as fuck mom can you drive me to the show
Reblog if you want "have you ever" asks.
dawnarae asked: Dear Clay, If you delete your tumblr i will molest you in your sleep. I will also put ants in your beverages and will personally come to wendy's and complain about how you sexually harass the customers. Then, i'll write a letter to santa and ask him to poop in your chimney. So if i were you, i would make a post revoking your threat to delete your VOLDEMORT and text me. Sounds like a...
ashleyhighfive asked: you work at wendys, thats funny shit you reblogged my photo
I'm probably going to delete my Tumblr, so read...
http://corrupteddisciple.tumblr.com/post/14805691961/ive-had-it
I've had it.
I’ve had it with not feeling anything. It takes drugs, alcohol, and cigarettes for me to feel even the smallest hint of happiness. Nothing I do anymore makes me happy. The only thing I ever feel anymore is….well, emptiness. I wake up every day hoping that don’t have to go anywhere and pretend that I have normal emotions. I just keep it all locked away until I’m alone. The...
khaiwhat:
So say it, say I’m in love, cause you...
Reblog this if sex sounds really good right now.
"Do You Smell Weed?"
