All Dimes No Quarters: Life On The Dime

May 30

Sex, Sex, Sex.

May 26
kaitrtot:

I mean doesn’t everyone? I don’t think my smile is that innocent. 

kaitrtot:

I mean doesn’t everyone? I don’t think my smile is that innocent. 

May 24

Romance Manga

I wonder if there is anybody who feels as strongly connected (in an acceptable, non-cosplay way) to manga as I do, and especially Shonen Romance mangas…

I can empathize with just about every protagonist in some sort of way… And seeing the lives of these characters and how they work through issues with love and girls helps me analyze similar situations in my life.

Part of this major change that has started to take place in my life recently is due to all of the manga that I have read over the past year.

It feels so real, like I can escape from bad times when I read them.

It helps me get over my fears of rejection and the crippling anxiety that grips me when ever there is a girl I like.

Sometimes, this escape takes me totally away from all of the pain love (much of which is unrequited) has caused me…

And a lot of these characters feel the same.

I don’t think there is anybody who really knows exactly how I feel, but it helps me to read manga with such realistic individuals who have gone through similar experiences within their own fictitious worlds.

May 21

I Wish I Had A Friend To Talk About Sex Stuff With…

Those are always the most fun conversations heheh…

May 20

Yeah, I Said It

bron1aj:

I don’t give a fuck about the 2012 graduates from my high school.
Not like anybody gave a fuck about my fucked up class graduating.
All of my generation is full of yolo instagram freakas anyway.
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Welcome to the real world, assholes.
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I need to do some Facebook friend removal.

May 20
did-you-kno:

Source
May 20

Yo

bron1aj:

People are so fucking stupid….

May 20
Did I ever mention how much I love vaginas?

Did I ever mention how much I love vaginas?

May 19

Painting Like Georgia O’Keefe Is Fun…

And titillating.

May 09

Leanin’

Cough syrup has soo much alcohol in it that my tolerance has exponentially increased…

I guess those are the consequences of taking syrup shots every night of second semester -.-

I hate when I can’t get drunk; what is the fucking point of drinking as much as I like if I can’t get drunk??