May 2011
April 2011
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Reblog If You're Black, Spanish Or Italian.
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Tumblrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr♥
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Reblog if you have met someone online that you...
MUST GO TO OKLAHOMA.
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I hate when my shoulder is itchy, and I scratch it, but I end up scratching my beauty mark and it hurts. But I love it because it reminds me that I have a beauty mark on my shoulder and it makes me feel sexy.
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We need to talk →
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I don’t understand it when someone sends you a private message on facebook, and you respond to it only seconds later, but then they don’t respond until a half an hour later. Like, what the hell.
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I haven’t cried that hard in awhile. I think there’s still some tears on my glasses. It’s always the same person that makes me cry. I love her to death.
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My Metaphor for how Love makes you soft.
It’s like, an ice cream cone with one of those dip shell things. You’re the ice cream cone, and love is the person eating the ice cream. You’re all hard and tough, and then love comes along and is like, “Ooh, this looks yummy.” And it eats the shell. And boom. You’re all soft now. And since you’re an inanimate object, you can’t stop love from eating...
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Tell me the bitch's name.
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