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(Source: icantoo)
I can be your new favorite waste of time and you’ll be mine.
(via etiquetteforalady)
y le pegó en el chocho…
(via snowfie)
(Source: imnotperky)
creo que ella está saliendo por el pan también..
(Source: theskinnyconversation)
"Quiero saber quién eres, qué te gusta, qué te molesta, tu color favorito, tu fecha de nacimiento, tu aroma favorito y a qué hora sales por el pan.
Lo último puedes omitirlo"
Lo último puedes omitirlo"
BEER
from: Love is A Mad Dog From Hell
I don’t know how many bottles of beer
I have consumed while waiting for things
to get better
I dont know how much wine and whisky
and beer
mostly beer
I have consumed after
splits with women-
waiting for the phone to ring
waiting for the sound of footsteps,
and the phone to ring
waiting for the sounds of footsteps,
and the phone never rings
until much later
and the footsteps never arrive
until much later
when my stomach is coming up
out of my mouth
they arrive as fresh as spring flowers:
“what the hell have you done to yourself?
it will be 3 days before you can fuck me!”
the female is durable
she lives seven and one half years longer
than the male, and she drinks very little beer
because she knows its bad for the figure.
while we are going mad
they are out
dancing and laughing
with horney cowboys.
well, there’s beer
sacks and sacks of empty beer bottles
and when you pick one up
the bottle fall through the wet bottom
of the paper sack
rolling
clanking
spilling gray wet ash
and stale beer,
or the sacks fall over at 4 a.m.
in the morning
making the only sound in your life.
beer
rivers and seas of beer
the radio singing love songs
as the phone remains silent
and the walls stand
straight up and down
and beer is all there is.
Anonymous asked: so some one kidnap ur best friend and you have 2 choices to save her -Kill all ur family or have sex whit all ur family. Wish one will u chose ?
Kill. The latter would ultimately be a slow death anyways.
Anonymous asked: your at a party, a little more tipsy then you had anticipated so your just hanging in the back trying to get a better hold of your senses. you belch kinda loudly but dont really care, oddly enough it helped. and when you open your eyes, you see that someone had come up to you to try and talk but you just gave them a face-full of what you had for lunch, what do?
Ooosh well what is there to do… apologize like hell, help them clean up, maybe take them out to lunch to make up for MY lunch in their face.
