Me: Robert, why are you so good at making a mess?
Robert: Because it's easy.
Salman: perfect solution
Salman: not caring right?
Salman: buy a captain falcon helmet
Salman: to secure your identity
Salman: then strip yourself completely naked and run around fremont yelling FALCON PAWNCH and tackling random objects
Salman: people will think of you as a lunatic, but hey, who cares right
xz0mb1e: i gotta go to zweeb in .67 seconds, but before i go- CHEER UP, KID!
xz0mb1e: youre young, and youre on sUmMeR vAy-CaY!
xz0mb1e: and lifes too short to be feeling down- especially when you got other things to be smiling about!
I don't know
what the deal is, but I feel very strange right now. Inexplicably so. I can’t even begin to try and describe how I feel right now. This is fucking weird. I’ll tell you what I do know though: I feel incredibly useless, sedentary… almost like, there’s nothing left for me to do. Oh my God this is bizarre. I don’t feel hateful, depressed, angry, sad, happy, or mad. I...
If it weren’t for physics and law enforcement, I’d be unstoppable.– Trevor Koga.
The riff that has held my interest for three days...
I hate how some of the members in my family make such a big fucking deal out of nothing. All the goddamn time. Especially my mom and my sister. I swear, my sister is out to make me feel like the most selfish, uncaring little brat ever sometimes. It’s like… really? I could honestly be a fucking horrible child if I wanted. I know exactly how. I could honestly not give a shit what any of...
on a five or six mile run today. And near the end of this run, I slowed to a walk so I could cool off before reentering the house. I looked down to my left, and in the gutter I saw an empty package of Orbit gum, just laying there all by itself. At first I looked around and realized how relatively clean my neighborhood was; there was so little trash lying around that I was able to notice this one...
Man this was way too much work for how little I...
The meaning of life is to give life meaning.– Josh Das (via jerrbear)
fucking sick of my body hurting. The cramp in my left hamstring has NEVER gone away. My shoulders and back are constantly knotted up and put tension on my neck, requiring me to crack it. If I hold my arms up or rest them on the back of my chair, they fall asleep and get all hot and tingly. I cannot throw anything with force anymore because the rotation of my left shoulder is so limited. When...
my heart is like a sad little blind dog, just looking for affection. and anyone who shows affection for this little pup, earns its unconditional love, forever. So even though my mind, its owner, tugs at the leash of this dog, telling him its time to move on, its time to go home, He refuses. He just sits, and waits, and loves her all the same.
there’s so much I could be blogging about right now. But I haven’t been keeping it up to date. =\ Once I finish touching up all the photos I took, I’ll post a couple of them and talk about my latest travels. On a more recent note, I’m proud to say that I made two of my best friends’ days today. =) Taking pictures in Niles, giving gifts, and just talking about life...
If it’s free, I’m buying it.– Paul, my brother.
Me: its hella hard when you're a nice guy though huh?
Haywad: i know, im the nicest guy i know
Haywad: but your giving me a run for my money