I got a couple fan-mails about this, the girl I’m in love with isn’t a furry, one of the other two girls I like is. Since I know I probrobly won’t get to be with the girl I want to be with most, I might as well try to get with one of those other girls, I’m friends with all three, so I don’t know, wish me luck I guess.
I remembered something, I like 2 girls, 3 if you count the one I am hopelessly in love with, 1 of the 2 is a nerdy puerto rican girl, the other is a white girl, who is a furry, I think I know who I’d choose out of those two! óÔÔò!
I have a Jehova’s witness church and a spanish church on my street, and they never come to my house, I think it’s because of a combination of answering the door with a high powered rifle, and telling them I’ve already accepted “the great lord satan” into my home and my heart.
Disclaimer, I’m not satanic.
When I was in middle school I was short fat and ugly, and now I’m tall, skinny, and less ugly, thank you puberty!
You know what sucks, when you love someone more than you would ever guess is humanly possible, and they just see you as one of thier many friends, when you’ve given them everything a few times, and they still don’t love you back, when you’ve almost put a loaded rifle to your head and didn’t shoot only because you feared she may feel bad, or because you’d never see her again, all because you want to be her everything, but you can’t, and you try to get over her, but you love her too much, and you’d do anything for her, and she doesn’t respond to your messages. God I love you, I just want you to show that you atleast appreaciate me. And don’t fucking tell me she’s not right for me, she’s everything I could ever want in a friend, let alone a partner. Please love me anywhere near as much as I love you.
Sometimes it’s nice collecting stuff and things.
My grandfather is a first degree black belt, and he was in U.S. Army SOCOM for a few years, but before he was in SOCOM, he kicked a mugger through a plate glass window and killed him with 1 kick (broke his neck on the window). Fucking brutal. Fatality.
He doesn’t want to fight anymore, I think because of the fact I’m tougher than him and I am armed to the teeth, or he knows she’d be mad at both of us. I don’t really know.
I was told her boyfriend wants to fight me, and I legitimately laughed at the idea of him fighting me.
What’s Whiney Huston’s favorite coordination?
Hannnddd eyyyYYYYYyyyyeeee
Or cocaine, they’re both acceptable.
-While using tumblr
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I lit up from Reno
I was trailed by twenty hounds
Didn’t get to sleep that night
Till the morning came around
I set out running but I’ll take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I just might get some sleep tonight
I ran into the Devil, babe
He loaned me twenty bills
I spent that night in Utah
In a cave up in the hills
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I just might get some sleep tonight
I ran down to the levee
But the Devil caught me there
He took my twenty dollar bill
And he vanished in the air
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I just might get some sleep tonight
Got two reasons why I cry
Away each lonely night
The first one’s named sweet Anne Marie
And she’s my heart’s delight
Second one is prison, baby
The sheriff’s on my trail
And if he catches up with me
I’ll spend my life in jail
Got a wife in Chino, babe
And one in Cherokee
First one says she’s got my child
But it don’t look like me
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I just might get some sleep tonight
Got two reasons why I cry
Away each lonely night
The first one’s named sweet Anne Marie
And she’s my heart’s delight
Second one is prison, baby
The sheriff’s on my trail
And if he catches up with me
I’ll spend my life in jail
Got a wife in Chino, babe
And one in Cherokee
The first one says she’s got my child
But it don’t look like me
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I just might get some sleep tonight
As a borderline dyslexic and an insomniac, I wonder why I don’t stay awake at night conpemplating in there’s a dog or not.
I can’t hang out with her this week, I have to wait until monday or tuesday, and if we can’t hang out those days, I’ll have to wait until the next week.
I found out that when you are all like “yo, this is me, I am in this body, I love that person, I am this person, this is my life” or when you just start thinking of how existance is just ever so meaningless and how the universe is infinate, or anything like that, it is a symptom of anxiety
Fun NASA story
During the cold war we had so many Titan II Nuclear ICBMs laying around that we removed the warheads, and used the rocket and a landing capsule as manned moonships and manned orbiting craft
So, basiacly, some astronauts rode fucking nukes. Fuck you soviet union. You have soyuz rockets? WELL WE’VE GOT DAMN NUKE RIDING SPACE COWBOYS
Sometimes I get to a level of stress and anxiety so large, all I want to do is bury my face in her neck or chest and hold her tight, and never let go.
FYI when I say chest I’m not saying that because of her breasts, I’m not being sexual this time.
Subarashii chin chin mono Kintama no kami aru Sore no oto sarubobo? Iie! Ninja ga imasu Hey hey let’s go! kenka suru Taisetsu na mono o protect my balls Boku ga warui so let’s fighting Let’s fighting love Let’s fighting love Kono uta chotto baka Wake ga wakaranai Eigo ga mecha kucha Daijōbu, we do it all the time Hey hey let’s go! kenka suru Taisetsu na mono o protect my balls Boku ga warui so let’s fighting Let’s fighting love Let’s fighting love
I’ve said before, I don’t take requests.
Guys, seriously, I love her, and that’s not going to change, I love her so much it litterally hurts, you telling me I should get over her isn’t going to work.
I may try to make a 1 mile shot with my K98 or M91-30, I can shoot 3" groups at 100 yards with an AR-15 standing, so 1,760 shouldn’t be hard with a rifle whose sights go up to 1.2 miles. I’d be sitting on my ass leg up, other leg on that, barrel rested on my leg, right hand on the bottom of the stock near my chest, left hand on the small of the stock, squeezing the trigger slowly (I’m a lefty), exhale, and boom
I’ll use new made ammo, probrobly Remmington, Winchester, or Sellier & Bolet, I’ll pick the best of the box (all bullets are different)
I’d set up the sights accordingly, take the first shot to see where it hits, adjust, and try to hit the target with the last 4 rounds.
I’ll probrobly use a rock or post or something as a target
I’ve hit casings at 300, so 1,760 shouldn’t be hard with a ~1'x1’ target
How does all of that sound?
There’s a girl I know, she’s dated the same guy several times, he always breaks up with her, or cheats on her, and she still gets back with him willingly, isn’t that fucking stupid? (not the girl I love, but one of her friends)
Have you ever just been like “I love this person so much I want to be in the friend zone just so I can be around them”