Jack Daniels Man

Sitting 'round singing songs 'til the night turns into day

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“Eww, tattoos?! You want tattoos?! You’re going to look disgusting when you’re older!”

Haha…don’t I already?

“Well…no?”

OH MY GAD! YOU CAN’T EVEN ANSWER ME! xD

“I’m juss sayin…if you get a bunch of tatttoos, you are going to look really stupid and you are going to regret it!!”

Y’know, the way I look at it is like this: You’re only young once, you gotta live your life, man! And honestly, I want to be all tattooed up and old, I don’t care how “stupid” I look. So yeah, I’m young now, and I’m not going to let the past or the future fuck with my now. Got it, “Camilla Catastrophe”?

“Wateva.”

YAY! I WIN.

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I…take pictures of cats too much… My friends won’t model for me. D: Things you should know: + Yes, those are boogers. + Yes, that’s my name. I used to use my little sisters first name and a friends last name because I needed a name while I was changing my actual name to this name which is…shuddap. + I believe I just went off on a tangent? + There’s only four because I hate odd numbers.

I…take pictures of cats too much… My friends won’t model for me. D:

Things you should know:

+ Yes, those are boogers.

+ Yes, that’s my name. I used to use my little sisters first name and a friends last name because I needed a name while I was changing my actual name to this name which is…shuddap.

+ I believe I just went off on a tangent?

+ There’s only four because I hate odd numbers.

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I am a

shop-a-holic.

I’m an idiot, I’m an idiot, I’m an idiot, damn my life.

I feel so guilty. But hey, at least I donated some money to the breast cancer research…place in…California? Whot? I’M HORRIBLE.

By the way, why was Twilight considered a horror movie? I mean, it’s not a scary movie at all, maybe it’s because it was HORRORble.

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She Just Satisfies/Keep Moving

ItcameinthemailtodayandIgotitforfivedollars

andalltheotherone’sIlookedatwherelikefifty

totwo-thousandbigone’sandIfeelslightly

brillianteventhoughmystep-dadwas

theonewhofiguredoutthesmartest

wayofbiddingonitandhe’sthe

reasonwhyIevenhaveit

rightnowsothank

youDavid.

Ilove

you.

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EMOtional post # 2398723958723958723957

I need need n e e d to stop leaving things up to fate – I’ve let one to many people I knew I could be friends with go because I decided, “If fate wants us together, they’ll be back in my life in no time.” (Stupid ‘P.S. I Love You’.)

Guess what.

Never happened. Not once.

Yesterday, while filing for bankruptcy, I saw this guy. He was a gorgeous young man with messed up jeans, a buttoned-to-the-top ugly, green shirt, glasses, and curly grown hair (and muttonchop-…esque? Facial hair). His smile was awesome, his personality while conversing with an older gentleman was awesome, and he had enough smarts to be reading college text books and handling legal garbage…which was awesome. 

But here’s the thing, instead of being creepy and talking to him, I just watched him from with my peripheral…s…(which isn’t creepy *sarcasm*) and hoped he’d talk to me (which, my god, who would with my looking like a freakin’ back-woods fucking…whatever). But he didn’t. So I said, “Let’s leave it up to fate.” 

FML FML FML… Oh yeah, FML. xD (I also need to stop using smiley faces. They’re creepy.)

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So stoked, man!

I found an old guitar under the piano today and no one knows who it belongs to…so guess what! It’s mine. So now I have two guitars that don’t belong to me that constantly go out of tune AND a vintage ukulele. :) Happy days.

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Someone posted something on some website late last night that said, “OH SHIT, I’M LATE FOR SCHOOL!” And I freaked out and thought I had classes at four in the morning…which doesn’t make sense for that reason and because I don’t go to school.

It’s not funny. Just thought I’d share.