HOLYSHIT. I had this crazy idea that if no one in the world complained, it would still suck. So Shut up. I have cramps and I’ve pooped like 5 times today, it’s inevitable that I’m not going to give a fuck that you had a bad day too.
I don’t like to celebrate the death of the Native Americans Peoples that the Europeans destroyed, but I do, however, like to celebrate the life I live. I live it so wonderfully and I have some people to thank: Mom, I am thankful that, even without a husband to stick by your side, you’ve managed to raise me into being an independent, strong person. Bob, You’re taught me many things. You’ve acted as a father to me when I didn’t really know what a father even was. I love you. Dad, I’m sorry for all of the bad, but I am thankful for the good. I can’t look at a PT Cruiser or a Jeep Wrongler without thinking of you. I miss you most times. Jonathan, I love you, best friend. You know absolutely everything about me. You know when I’m lying or bored or fake laughing and I know that you know because I know the look you give me when you know that I know that you know. You are my rock and I know I can show up at your door bawling my eyes out and you’ll be there for me. And I am also thankful for your wonderful family, including your Dad’s GasStationPiercedEars. Cassandra, I am thankful for you so much. You’re my blood; IDGAF who says otherwise. You have taken me in as your sister. I call your father, my father. Your sister, my sister. Your sister’s girlfriend, my girlfriend. Errr…wait…uhm..I take that one back.mehehe. I love you. Krystal, you’ve unlocked many different parts about me that I never knew were there. You’re making me realize parts of myself and when you’re around, I become a truly better person. I couldn’t ask for more. You guys are my chosen few whom I love. I wouldn’t be the same person without any of you. Thank you to all of you, I don’t know why it’s only one day a year that people share love, but I’m going to work on tell you guys more often. I love you. I Love You! ILOVEYOU! olivejuice. Thanks, again, wonderfuls.
I am a 17 year old female living in Ohio. I want to feel skinny. I want to join the Navy. I need to lose about 12 pounds for that.
My height: 68 inches
As of today I weigh: 177.4
My BMI is: 27.0
Navy’s goal: 165 (needed by the end of December)
Navy’s goal BMI: 25.1
My own personal goal: 155 (wanted by February)
Goal BMI: 23.6
I need this blog, I need the support. I used to weigh 210. I’m so close to what I want but I’m still so far away.
Hopefully I can do this.
—-You’re an inspiration. And you’re beautiful. And I’m in lesbians with you. :)
So many things bother me. The fact that people disrespect our president really pisses me off. That man is trying to lead a nation and all we do is make sly remarks? How is a man supposed to run a nation of people who disrespect him and don’t take his messages seriously. He is our fucking president. Our leader. Show some goddamn respect. I’m so proud to live in a country where we have the freedom; The Right to say what we want to say, but Shut The Fuck Up. Maybe you don’t respect your mother or your father, but he is our nation’s leader and that in itself means you need to respect what he has to say and if you don’t perhaps, you’d feel more at home in Egypt, struggling for your voice to be heard. (Not that you have anything important to say, anyway.)
Quit being so comfortable on your nice, comfy couch, watching E! and scratching your crotch. Get up and do something. Read something. Learn something. Help someone.
If you truly do not wish to hear anything Obama has to say, how about you use your ”rebellious nature” and do something to benifit our nation. You don’t like the way he leads, lead something for yourself or others. If you can’t do that, then shush. And leave the voting to people who care.
MEANWHILE ON TUMBLR:
FUNNY POSTS ON YOUR DASH:
DELICIOUS FOOD ON YOUR DASH:
SEXY PEOPLE ON YOUR DASH:
TALKING TO YOUR FAVOURITE BLOGGERS:
HATERS IN YOUR ASK:
I plan on going comatose in a sea of porn and English homework. Good day, America.