November 2011
If there is a typo in one of my posts
and you reblog it
for the love of everything that is good and holy in this world and every other subsequent world that may exist
FIX THE DAMN TYPO
splinteredinherhead replied to your post: splinteredinherhead replied to your post: So…
I had a really early dinner too! Maybe I’ll just have a tea and then have a big breakfast :\
Good call.
I wish I could get up and get something, but the rest of the fam is asleep.
Thank you to my anons :)
I love you :D
And I’m not relying to your messages because I want to keep it forever xx
splinteredinherhead replied to your post: So hungry
my exact thoughts!
Doesn’t it suck!?!
I had dinner at 5:30.
FML
But it’s almost 11pm :(
Dear ex,
Dear person I dislike,
Dear ex-best friend,
Dear best friend,
Dear mum,
Dear dad,
Dear Santa,
Dear future me,
Dear partner,
Sorry I’ve been so M.I.A over the last couple of weeks, I just started job number 3 this week and I’m so tired that my eyes can’t focus enough to be my laptop.
I miss you all though :)
xx
They’re all between the ages of 9 and 13 and last week we were making cereal.
I had to check if anyone was allergic to anything that was going to be used so I sat them all down in the big group and asked if anyone was aleergic to anything.
One little girl raised her hand and said that she was allergic to dust and cats. Then another one said that she is also allergic to cats.
I had to try so hard to control my laughter. I just told them that they would be fine with the cereal.
Today we made Christmas decorations and next week we’re going rollerblading.
I love helping out there :D
they’re getting us all ready to think Meredith will be Hermione in the threequel and it’s gonna be like
Joe Walker in a wig
I am an arm stealer
Fitty? Eww, with weapons in the formal worms
Dominican which eye wins
As long is the room keep singing, that’s just a fitness hobby
This ain’t a city, it’s a golf dare ass raceThis ain’t a seed, it’s a gun dad ost paste
This ain’t a sea, it’s a guard dead ask Hayes
I’m not a shovel, then right on, but I dye grass
I believe in mathAnd I loss a weaver
Also in toucan, also in toucan
I’m a little man
And I’m also evil
Also into cats, also into cats
I rode the gospel of didn’t know (You look pretty stinkin)But the real bombshells are all red and sung (Three Madonnas of the gutter)
At night we’re painting your trash door while you sneak
Crashing out like hips of Claus
No more black p-p-p-potties
This ain’t a city, it’s a Gotham ass face
This ain’t a sea, it’s a god damn ass rape
This ain’t a seed, it’s a card done ass race
Fenway is born, believe, catch a mother
I’m a meaty man
And the lights are evil
Also whip chicken, also whip chicken
I believe in math, and I lasso weeble
Also in ticket, Also in ticket
All the foils who the dance floor didn’t flub
And all the girls whose clits couldn’t move fast enough
Sing until your lungs give out
This ain’t a city, it’s a golf dare ass race
This ain’t a seed, it’s a gun dad ost paste
This ain’t a sea, it’s a guard dead ask Hayes
This ain’t a city, it’s a Gotham ass face
This ain’t a sea, it’s a god damn ass rape
This ain’t a seed, it’s a card done ass race
I believe in math
And I loss a weaver
Also in toucan, also in toucan
I’m a little man
And I’m also evil
Also into cats, also into cats
Oh my GOD the lyrics
holy mother fucking shit
also whip chicken
screaming
omfg i’m crying help