Adios.
May 2010
I had a terrible time.
Oh thanks!
I’ll definitely be one of them weird professors who offer A’s and passing grades to his pupils in exchange for sexual favours.
So fucking unethical, I love it.
- E: Gilbert.
- Me: MhHh?
- E: I can see the outline of your penis in your pants
- Me: OhH .. *now somewhat embarrassed by the whole situation, I shift around in my seat, pulling on my pants, trying to get everything back in place*
- [After a couple seconds]
- E: Gilbert, I can still see it.
- Me: Jesus! Why are you still staring? haha
- E: I cant help it! The thing is staring right back at me.
- Me: Well, deal with it! Theres only so much I can do.
- E: hahaha
christov:fuckyeahladygaga:(via damnyoulookgood)
I want to stab whoever came up with this shit, does that make me a bad person?
I don’t believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms.
Nick Cave
it tastes better like that for some reason.
Yes, my ears. Once upon a time they were actually guaged [nothing crazy!] you cant really tell now, they went back to normal.