“I just have to say it once—you just have to hear it. I love you, Elena…and it’s because I love you I can’t be selfish with you. Why you can’t know this—I don’t deserve you. But my brother does. God, I wish you didn’t have to forget this…but you do.”—Damon Salvatore (via vamp-bar-and-grill)
Most heartbreaking scene EVER. This totally made me ship Damon/Elena.
Today was pretty cool, I guess. Edward got me another pony. It wasn’t pink like I asked, so I shot it in the face. Then Edward and I had sex…again. It was amazing and junk. He broke another bed. Then Edward built me a castle. It’s OK. It doesn’t fly or anything. And the elevator takes forever. Maybe I’ll just use it as a closet.
I wanted to watch Snow White tonight, but we couldn’t find the DVD. So Edward quickly drew each and every animation cell and made a giant flip book for me. It sucked pretty bad because Edward forgot to color in one of Dopey’s shoes in this one scene. I burned the flip book in a fire I made from beautiful antique furniture.
Edward asked if there was anything else I wanted. I said I wanted a kitten with the head of a monkey. So Edward is out back bio-engineering. It better be pink.
I don’t want to go to sleep because I’ll have that horrible dream of having a paper cut. Oh the horror! The thought of a paper cut fills me with dread. How can one soul deal with such tragedy!
Edward just came into the room. The monkey-cat is finished. It’s more red than pink. Ugh. I hate my life.”
You need to go read this blog RIGHT NOW. It’s AMAZING. comic GENIUS.
so I was all set to work tomorrow (5am). I’d been thinking all week that I work on Christmas Eve, off Christmas Day. I spoke with my manager about next week’s schedule and it turned out I’m off BOTH days! super freaking SCORE. I’m so excited to sleep iiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!
- I am human. - I didn’t bold the line above me, which means I’m either an alien, an animal or a robot. Regardless, the human race is fucked. - I am male. - I am female. - I am not willing to divulge my sex on the Internet, incase one of you crazy people uses it to track me down and kill me. I also watch too many news programs. - I am over 18. (WARNING: By bolding this you may experience an influx of people inappropriately hitting on you in your Ask box.) - I am single. - I use the Facebook. - I use the Twitter. - I don’t use social networks. - I feel uncomfortable when I am left alone with a baby. - I hope the person I’m secretly in love with on Tumblr sees this and realises how deep I am, how much we have in common, and falls in love with me. - I’m legitimately concerned about the threat of a velociraptor invasion. - Sometimes, when I’m alone, I try to move objects using only my mind. - Whenever I’m in a difficult situation I ask myself “What Would George Clooney Do?” - My dream partner can do a fantastically realistic Wookiee impersonation. - I have felt personally victimized by Regina George. - I judge books by their covers. - I judge Tumblr users by their layouts. - To me, Tumblr going down is roughly the emotional equivalent of a pet dying. - If I had superpowers, I wouldn’t tell anyone and would use them to help fight crime. - If I had superpowers, I would tell everyone and would use them to get on Oprah. - I whip my hair back and forth. - At one time or another, I believed that The Banana Republic was a real country. - I <3 NY. - I have diagnosed myself with a serious medical disorder in the past after looking it up on Wikipedia. - I have low self-esteem. - I have low self-esteem because I didn’t get hot until after high school. - I don’t trust my cat. - I don’t trust my dog. - I don’t trust anything with four legs and no arms. - I sparkle in the sunlight. - I’ve woken up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy. - I cried in The Notebook. - I’ve spent lengthy periods of time wondering what form my Patronus charm would take. - I believe in ghosts. - I believe in Bigfoot. - I believe in boys who don’t lie. - I’ve been part of a fight club. (WARNING: By not bolding this statement, you are abiding to the first two rules of fight club, and therefore everyone will still believe you were in one.) - I’ve had sexual intercourse recently. - It was good. - I cried in Brokeback Mountain. - I dream of someday owning a house with a panic room. - I would use the panic room if I ever saw a spider in the house. - I have uttered the phrase “That’s so Raven!” - I enjoyed Star Wars Episodes I-III. - When I saw an airplane in the night sky, I pretended it was a shooting star because I really needed a wish at that moment. - This was the worst “Bold The Truth” activity I have ever participated in.
I haven’t seen the posts, but Lauren (waitingondelena) said that there are some people fighting about it.
A love triangle means that Elena will be torn between the brothers—usually, this means that Elena will be with both brothers before the show is over. Knowing Kevin WilliamsonN this definitely will happen (Dawson’s Creek). So just deal with it, basically. Vampire Diaries explores lots of relationships—thats the beauty of the show.
Personally, still holding out for Eleric.
YES! I need her to be with Damon. It’s kind of Dawson’s Creek all over again. Dawson was the white bread golden boy, and Pacey was the bad boy fuck up. But how AWESOME were Pacey and Joey together? Stefan can be with Katherine after he figures out that he actually was in love with her. It’ll be fine.
Seriously, air crew can eat my ass in the mornings. 1, they never tip. 2, I open at 5:30am. I realize that I’m here at 5. I’m here at 5 so I’m ABLE to open at 5:30. No, I don’t have coffee ready at 5. I just got here. Throwing a fit does nothing for your case, you have a coffee maker in your room. I bring my own coffee so I have coffee at 5. Grow up.
What don’t people understand? If anything, all of these social networking platforms should behoove, compel a mother fucker to learn how to spell. You don’t even have to learn! You can use a spell-checker! Click those keys, bitch.
The holiday season is stressing me the fuck out. Seriously. I feel like my head might explode. I don’t have enough money because like 4 different people owe me money that I was sort of counting on and they all suck.
How is it I have barely no money yet everyone seems to borrow from me? WTF.