I can’t even. I don’t. What — how do I put this? MEET JUSTIN BIEBER. CONTEST. ENTER NOW. http://bit.ly/OMG-Bieber
Ok ok ok. Look. You and a friend (who clearly will henceforth OWE YOU BIG TIME) could win tickets to Justin Bieber’s concert on July 25th at the Air Canada Centre, plus airfare to Toronto and hotel accommodation. But more importantly, you’d get Meet & Greet passes. I KNOW. I almost didn’t want to tell you guys, I was totally in the process of figuring out how to sneak these passes out of the laser-beam-protected glass case we’re keeping them in at the office. But, turns out that would get me fired. Lucky for you..
Speaking of luck, if you get all your rabbits’ feet and 4-leaf clovers together in a pile and cross your fingers until they go numb, you’ll be just about ready to enter the contest. Enter to meet Justin here: http://bit.ly/OMG-Bieber
"You just do it. You force yourself to get up. You force yourself to put one foot before the other, and God damn it, you refuse to let it get to you. You fight. You cry. You curse. Then you go about the business of living. That’s how I’ve done it. There’s no other way."-Elizabeth Taylor (via thatkindofwoman)
you’ve become so
damaged, that when
someone wants to
give you, what you
you have no idea,
how to respond.
Me: WHY TF IS THIS SONG EVEN ON MY PLAYLIST!?
Me: Why am I doing this?
Me: Don't look at the distance. DON'T LOOK AT THE DISTANCE
Me: shit, I looked. TF, that was longer than .36 miles you liar!
Me: Power song? Let's do this
Me: *LEFT. LEFT. LEFT. RIGHT LEFT. TILL I COLLAPSE!*
Me: Oh look, I burned off breakfast, yay!
Me: Oh dear God this is the longest break between songs in the history of the life
Me: I will smash you with a hammer if you fall out one more time earbud. Seriously.
Me: Who glued cinder blocks to my feet?
Me: This still sucks
Me: I'm hungry
Me: Dude that was awesome!