That crap pisses me off.
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I never look this fabulous at band camp.
Shooo… I go for boxers on Tuesdays.
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What gives you the push?
At what point when we find ourselves constantly failing do we think, “I need to be better”? When does the motivation come and tell you to shape up? What gives you the drive to say to yourself, “That was complete bullshit, do it again.”?
For some I hope it comes sooner rather than later.
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crossing the red light by farb.rauschen on Flickr.
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]LYRICS:
I feel… like nothing was real until I met you
I feel like we connect and I really get youIf I said you’re a beautiful girl would it upset you?
Because the way you look tonight silhouetted I’ll never forget itOh oh~ Fionna
Your fist has touched my heartOh oh~ Fionna
I won’t let anything in this world keep us apartI won’t let anything in this world keep us apart
I love this song.
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Today at marching band...
- <All conversation is mouthed with obscene gestures>
- Dakota: <creeping over to grab chair> *flick off* Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you!
- Me: Fuck you!
- Dakota: <placing chair behind drum and sitting down> Fuck you bitch
- Me: Fat ass.
- <Others 'ooo' and make gestures implying major burn>
- Dakota: *Something along the lines of "I have bigger boobs that you, tiny tits" while gesturing to chest*
- Me: Aren't men not supposed to have boobs? fat ass.
- <Louder 'ooo' from crowd, even larger gestures implying super burn and victory>
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