What’s with all of the festive ass porn?
I bought a second Nazi helmet yesterday, It is shipping, but I don’t know when I’ll get it.
When I get bored I do the randomest crap
Guess who is now a minister.
Have you ever wondered what happens when a cop tickets another cop?
It’s just like ticketing any other person appearently
I think it’s wierd that we have to wear clothes
If we want to be nude in public
We should be able to
What’s the problem with a dick here and a couple of tits there
So what
We all have genitalia
Why should we have to cover them
I like it when people send/add commentary on posts.
Y'all always like my work but you run such innocent profiles.
I see through your veils.
I’ve noticed that I went from porn and occasional stuff here and there to porn and such.
And that this has replaced facebook and other forms technological semi-asocial communication.
Other people cheering for football
“Fumble!… Incomplete pass!”
Me
Damn, that bitch dropped that ball!
I feel like researching serial killers and brutal murderers/dictators may not be the best thing to do for no reason other than ‘because I can’
I promise I’m not going to kill anyone
And even if I was I’d probrobly be researching how to do that
And I have no intention to.
I have been getting a lot more fan mail and a lot less hate mail
I guess these people don’t like it when you’re an asshole to them, I’d never guess
I used to be a wimp like you, until I got Anchor Arms.
I used to think there was no such thing as perfect
Until I met you.
If I kept my thoughts in a journal or diary or whatever, it would be full of me thinking of how I can get out of doing stuff I don’t want to do, remembering things I forgot to do, coming up with short rhymes, and pages upon pages of my crush’s name and stuff we did
I used to want to go to heaven
Now that I’ve met you I know that heaven’s overrated.
Almost all of us have someone we’d kill for
Less of us have someone they’re more than willing to die for
Even fewer would do absolutely anything possible for someone
And I have someone who I feel all three of these about
If only I had some way to tell her.
Baby I’m-a Want You
Iris
You’ve Got It
Faithfully
Right down the line
So caught up in you
Time in a bottle
Iris
You’ve Got it
Faithfully
Right down the line
Iris
You’ve Got It
So, Iris or you’ve got it? You decide which is better, because I can’t
So message me or kik me please to let me know
Today, I was talking to the girl I am in love with, about how I look good as fuck in a group photo, and then we got to talking, and she started going through all of my pictures
Thank Yiffgod for protecting the X_Fox from showing yiff to ths girl of his dreams
And I’d give up forever to touch you
‘Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be
And I don’t wanna go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
When sooner or later it’s over
I just don’t wanna miss you tonight
And I don’t want the world to see me
'Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can’t fight the tears that ain’t coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you’re alive
And I don’t want the world to see me
'Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don’t want the world to see me
'Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don’t want the world to see me
'Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
Anything you want, you’ve got it
Anything you need, you’ve got it
Anything at all, you’ve got it baby.
You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be
Your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea.
I took my love and took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Till the landslide brought me down
Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
Well, I’ve been afraid of changing
‘Cause I’ve built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I’m getting older too
Well, I’ve been afraid of changing
'Cause I’ve built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I’m getting older too
Oh, I’m getting older too
I take my love, take it down
I climb a mountain and turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Will the landslide bring you down
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Will the landslide bring you down, oh, oh
The landslide bring you down
Led Zeppelin
Seether
Paul Simon
Pink Floyd
Blue Öyster Cult
Black Sabbath
Def Lepard
Supertramp
Roy Orbison
The Doobie Brothers
Tumblr is like a more creative version of instagram with less people saying swag, and alot more porn.
Like pintrest with porn and less hard as fuck instructions
Like twitter with less damn birds
Like facebook with less like for jesus ignore for satans anus bullshit
Like myspace without all of the
Um..
Space?
Remember when myspace was like the shit?
Then everone was like “dude, look, TWITTER!”
AND THEN WE FOUND FACEBOOK
and us sexy motherfuckers were like
Ey, yo, look at dis tumblr thing
Seems like it’s da shit dawg
Come for the blue T emblem
Stay for the porn.
I’ll shut up now
Someday I’ll ask my crush if she wants to chill after school and light shit on fire and talk and listen to music and watch TV and stuff.
How come older british music is really good, and now they mostly make a shit ton of dorky ass shit.
Step up your game.
I didn’t have a legitimate sorce of electricity for a whole week, so I’m going to make a couple random posts and get back to porn
I should make a second tumblr so it won’t be awkward as fuck when someone asks for my tumblr.
That awkward moment when you want to buy someone Important something, but you have no domestic currency, so one of the things you get her for christmas is a ziplock bag full of foreign currency.
I want to buy a human skull and keep it in my room, probrobly a fake one. I could even put a helmet on it.
Hey, kids, that deaf, dumb, and blind kid sure plays a mean pinball
Me with my family:
(family) Can I have a dollar?
(me) Yeah, I guess, pay me back when ever.
Me with strangers
(Stranger) Can I have a dollar?
(me) No.
Me with random friends
(friend) Can I have a dollar?
(me) pay me back whenever
Me with crush
(crush) Can I have a dollar?
(me) here take my bank account, wallet, life savings, and this dudes wallet.
A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don’t think I can look at this the same
But all the miles that separate
Disappear now when I’m dreaming of your face
I’m here without you, baby
But you’re still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby
And I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you, baby
But you’re still with me in my dreams
And tonight it’s only you and me, yeah.
The miles just keep rollin’
As the people leave their way to say hello
I’ve heard this life is overrated
But I hope that it gets better as we go, oh, yeah, yeah
I’m here without you, baby
But you’re still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby
And I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you, baby
But you’re still with me in my dreams
And tonight, girl, its only you and me
Everything I know, and anywhere I go (oh whoa)
It gets hard but it won’t take away my love (oh whoa)
And when the last one falls
When it’s all said and done
It gets hard but it wont take away my love, whoa, oh, oh
I’m here without you, baby
But you’re still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby
And I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you, baby
But you’re still with me in my dreams
And tonight, girl, it’s only you and me