according to USA Today, the average tumblr user spends 2.5 hours a month on tumblr
more like 2.5 hours an hour.
Hey guys I made a new tumblr finally!
My tumblr name is paper-girl-paper-town so please go follow me my lovelies :3
she definitely named her daughter with this joke in mind and waited patiently for years for the chance to finally make it
Everything I love here
I'm thinking about deleting this tumblr and starting completely over.. But I don't want to lose my peeps. :c
8. Talk about the thing you are most proud of.
I would have to say... Well I have 2.. Hope that's okay? 1) I'm very proud of my taste in books and literature. I've always been a bookworm since day 1. 2) I'm very proud of my poetry. Because it's how I deal with things in life and it shows where I've came from. In a way I feel like my poetry and my writing is apart of me.
34. Talk about the worst physical pain you've endured.
Honestly.. That's a hard one. Because believe it or not I have a very high pain tolerance. But I guess I would have to say the worst pain I have ever endured would have to be when I had to have my gallbladder removed. It was awful before and after.
32. Talk about a place you remember from your childhood.
One of my favorite places growing up was a lake in the small town I grew up in. My Grandaddy always took me fishing there every summer. And ever since fishing has been our "thing". But I believe that small lake in Cragford, Alabama will always be one of my favorite places.
(via saintofsass)
high-on-daisies:
☆ Grungeland ☆
STOP ADVERTISING YOUR “GRUNGE” BLOGS WITH OTHER PEOPLE’S POSTS. JUST STOP. EVERYONE FINDS IT VERY VERY ANNOYING.
when your friends make plans right in front of you and dont invite you
having “feelings” is ruining my reputation of being a heartless bitch
L.S. (via secludedheart)
Guess who might have the flu?
(If you said me you're a fucking genius.)
This is not my face. This is a moon with blood. This is not my body. This is a planet rammed with rock, marred by collision, this is desolate. This is not my mouth. This is a sandstorm in two parts with a tongue and old milk teeth. This is not my hand. This is a shotgun with a trigger finger...

