call me herb, call me bee, call me herbie, call me whatever, I've been through a lot of nicknames. ^_^
this blog contains stuff youve never seen before,..... or you have, depends on the number of notes.. :)
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LOLOLOLOL.
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The week before, you know it’s coming because you feel like this:
Your face looks like this:
And when you least expect it this happens:
And youre just like:
on the first day you feel like this:
On the second day, the cramps kick in.
On the third day, you’re freakin’ bloated and can’t move.
on the fourth day, if it’s food, you eat it.
you have all these emotions on the 5th/6th day
and everyone’s looking at you like
And then, it finally stops. And you’re all like:
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then I’m like:
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(via Abstruse Goose)
Let’s widen the margins.
Let’s add some meaningless notes.
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i said i’m over it, but memories come cruel and sad..
i just wanna move on, get on with the life that i had,
but then i see the posts, the texts and the pictures,
of before, of then, of the funny letters.
and now we’re not friends,
heck we’re not even talking.
i miss those times when it wasn’t awkward,
when we were just us, smiling, laughing.
but fate is seems, do have a funny sense of humor.
after that time, i went off your radar.
and now, there are only these times,
when i rant and make a stupid poem that rhymes.
i wonder when we’ll be ever friends again,
i do miss you, but until then.