December 2009
All you homosexuals are over-sexed fiends who don’t know how to keep ye...
– my mother.
(RAH)² (AH)³ + [ROMA (RO+(MA²)] + (GA)² + (OOH)(LA)² = Bad Romance
Bold what is true:
1. I think my friends are beautiful and they make me feel ugly sometimes 2. I wish I was an only child 3. I want the world to be as it was when the Native Americans lived 4. I wish I could tell people how I really feel, instead of running scared 5. My best friend is fake, and sometimes I don’t know why I’m friends with her 6. The boy I’m currently infatuated with has me more...
Have a heart that never hardens, a love that never tries, and a touch that never...
– iheartquotes
i love getting boners in public, i feel like people complain about...
– @jonathan_bender
im going to sit on the brooklyn bridge at midnight by myself and a bottle of...
– julieanne alonzo.
Love many, trust few. Learn to paddle your own canoe.” ~ unknown | via...
– iheartquotes
I always loved it when you smelled like butter.
– Alec Baldwin, It’s Complicated.
Everybody Does It: Long Distance Love →
eve of the eve.
It’s the eve of Christmas Eve and I’m found with a half a bottle of wine left, rosy tints cover my cheeks.
I’m not happy.
I’m not 100% in the Christmas spirit.
I’m going to bed at 2:00am, when I have work in 6 hours.
And I’d rather spend my holiday vacating the city, venturing further than Long Island, alone.
…with my favorite food.
…and...
God Hates Fags group to picket Lady Gaga. →
(415): Every time my boyfriend threatens to commit suicide I change my relationship status as “widowed”.
After having recently gone through an emotional dent for the past two months, I’ve done everything I could to continue to emotionally cripple myself. Why swim to the deep end, when I could wade around the shallow part of my (very public) swimming pool. Spending my afternoons consistently sifting through the ‘Modern Love’ articles on NYTimes.com really doesn’t help my...
If you’re a straight actor who takes on the role of a gay man, it’s...
– Colin Firth
When my friends and I started having a conversation about the nature of...
– Marguerite Fields
Want to Be My Boyfriend? Please Define →