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Broncos vs. Chargers
Peyton Manning is a machine
BRONCOSSSSSS
Nighty Night
So there's this thing, where you close your eyes and everything goes black. You lose all real sensation and before you know it, you're hallucinating. Or dreaming. Or having a nightmare. When you wake up, hours have passed and your eyes are crusty. Sometimes there's drool oozing out of your mouth too. A picture of perfection. This thing is called sleep, and I can't seem to get enough of it. - The Anon
HAPPY NEW YEAR LOSERS ITS 2014 YEAR OF THE HORSE!!! Lurve, - The Anon
One Time...
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! Okay it's late but whatever. No one reads these, haha. So as I sat and listened to Adele today it reminded me of a mini story I'd like to share. See, last year I had the hugest crush on this one guy. We used to be really close friends and then started to drift apart. It sucked but I still liked him a lot. When a good friend of mine found this out, she admitted that she too, had a crush on him. I'm not like possessive or anything so I was totally fine with this. I mean he'd never had a girlfriend anyways. This is where it gets good. The next day, I found out that he had asked her out. She said yes. My heart shattered. Into little itty bitty pieces. Which where then stepped on. To make it even better, several hundred freaking people informed me of this news. Just to rub the salt in the wound, every time he walked by, my best friend proceeded to sing to me. And she sang Adele's Rumour Has It. It went something like this: Him- *walks by* Me- *tries not to cry* My friend- She, she ain't real, She ain't gonna be able to love you like I will, She is a stranger, You and I have history, Or don't you remember? Sure, she's got it all, But, baby, is that really what you want? Bless your soul, you've got your head in the clouds, She made a fool out of you, And, boy, she's bringing you down, She made your heart melt, But you're cold to the core, Now rumour has it she ain't got your love anymore, Rumour has it (rumour) [x8] She is half your age, But I'm guessing that's the reason that you've stayed, I heard you've been missing me, You've been telling people things you shouldn't be, Like when we creep out when she ain't around, Haven't you heard the rumours? Me- Shut the fuck up. Later she sang Someone Like You. Giving up I joined her, it's a surprise we got away with so much singing in Algebra. My teacher hated me. I hated my teacher. Ironically when I got home, I listened to and belted out Adele all weekend. I still love Adele. I do not like the same guy though. (They lasted less than a week. SCORE) The Infamous, -The Anon

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It's Too Late To Apologize
I hate apologies. Not only the ones I have to give to others, but the ones I receive too. Apologizing won't make me forget what happened or who did what. And I don't want you to apologize to me. I want you acknowledge that you did wrong, and not do it again. I know that apologizing is as painful a remembrance for you as it is for me. Actions speak louder than words and while I may forgive I won't forget.
Merry Christmas ya filthy animals.
I am one of the few who liked Allegiant's ending. Hating is too mainstream *slides hipster glasses on*
Amen.
Sometimes you have to smile and pretend everything is okay, because tomorrow will be a better day.
The Anon

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Shipping, All Day Everyday
◆ If you are a fangirl (or fanboy) you know what shipping is. If you are none of the above, (FANOT) I will clarify.
Shipping (verb)- The act of coupling two people together and meshing their names together. See ship, otp (ONE TRUE PAIRING), and coupling. ▶NOT A BOAT◀
"Okay? Okay."
×_× I love John Green.
Why am I dedicating this rant to shipping you may ask? (No it is not because I am a fangirl. Okay yeah it is but not the whole reason.) I wanted to discuss the intriguing conversation on the other side of the room today in physics. Whether or not it is appropriate to name your child after a ship.
Let us take a moment to appreciate this topic. *breathe in* *breathe out*
I do not know whether or not it is appropriate to name your child Percabeth, Fourtris (I like Tribias better), or Wessa (or if you prefer Jessa). I DO know that it is inappropriate to name your child Peeniss. That is just a NO in my book. But hey, thats just what the kid will have to live with.
I personally, love ships. They are adorable. Like, just the idea of them. But I hate my ship name. My friend is devious indeed. Indeed.
I would ask for your thoughts, but no one reads these! Ha! It would be nice to have followers...comments...likes...a life...
Sincerely,
-The Anon
Popular vs. Loser
▶Don't you ever find yourself wishing to be someone else? Seeing the populars at school with everyone wrapped around their pinky and thinking, "Damn. What happened to me? Why can't I be like them?" (Don't deny it, you know you've thought it at least once.) It is in these moments of utter idiocracy that I realize I have not gotten enough sleep. Or someone slipped something into my oj this morning. Either is plausible.
I found myself in one of these moments this morning. See, for people like me, it would be a miracle to ever be popular, LET ALONE PRETTY. So was it so wrong to wish to be BEAUTIFUL, POPULAR, AND HAVE FASHION SENSE?? (This is the part where you say no) Why? Because the girls in my art class, while being all of the above, have the IQ of a piece of lint. To me, being intelligent is better than anything. Because one day they all shall be my bitches and they will clean my shoes and spit in my soup and all that fun stuff.
Wow I get off topic fast.
To get to the point, I am a dork, they are America's Next Top Model. If you had to choose one which would it be?
So these barbies did all of the below in under 45 minutes↓
▪ Braided their hair.
▪ Got dresscoded.
▪ Reapplied their makeup.
▪ Took aproximately 17 "selfies."
▪ Flirted with my friend's crush.
▪ Flirted with their crushes.
▪ Flirted with their friend's crushes.
▪ FLIRTED WITH MY CRUSH (NUH-UH GURL HOLD MAH EARRINGS)
▪ Stole my art project.
▪ Flung aforementioned project across the room.
▪ Laughed at the dorks/nerds/everyone.
▪ Came very close to death. (Gee guess who? -.-)
I think you get the point. Now I'm not saying ALL popular people are pain-in-the-asses. I'm just saying the ones at MY school are pain-in-the-asses.
Ok so thats about all I have left in me. Nobody reads these so I shouldn't have to apologize for my rant. Sorry not sorry.
Yours Truly,
-The Anon
Hello there.
Hi.
I’m new to the world of tumblr (as sad as that is) and just wanted to say, HELLO FELLOW BLOGGERS. I made this account so I could rant freely. Nobody wants to listen to me, so I came here, WHERE YOU HAVE TO READ MY RANTS BECAUSE- well you don’t but its still out here. Now I don’t really expect anyone to read these, so if no one really does I’ll do my best not to complain. Although that is what I’m best at. Complaining. And being annoying. Got a lot going for me here.
These posts are going to be random and mostly subjectless ‘cause its my pathetic life not yours. Plus, I’m a fangirl so you have even more reason to be afraid.
Just another selfish-sarcastic-internet-b*tch,
-The Anon.