November 2010
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I’m sick of just liking people. I wish to God I could meet somebody I could...
– Franny and Zooey, J.D. Salinger (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
Slacker mindstate livin on time that’s borrowed
My motto’s...
– Gym Class Heroes - Simple Living
This pretty much describes how I feel right now.
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TWLOHA
I found out the other day that To Write Love On Her Arms is “a Jesus thing”. Whack shit. While I still back them because they support causes that try to get people help that struggle with addictions, self harm, or thoughts of suicide, I kind of find it weak that it’s a religious thing too. I just feel that you don’t need any religious undertones to get people help. I...
I want questions damnit
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Thanksgiving.
It’s Thanksgiving today(except for Jill the Canadian girl who follows me on tumblr, Canadian Thanksgiving is in October!)
I hope everyone is eating Vegetarian or Vegan today. I am!
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Random Fact about myself.
I like green tea.
Green Tea Lattes from Starbucks smell like grass(barf) and I can only assume they taste like it too. I hate making them.
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Cooking.
I’m not sure how one fucks up grilled cheese the way I just did…
This.
Trace Cyrus is the ugliest dude alive.
boring night
Tonight = shitty. I’d take of picture of myself and show you how bored I am but I’m to lazy to do it right now… maybe tomorrow.
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Work out
I’m going to start working out(again).
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Driving
Two trips to Mt. Pleasant Michigan in two days. Even though it’s an hour each way, it still felt like it took forever.
Honeycomb head
My profile picture on tumblr makes me look like I have a mustache when I don’t hahah
But only on the dashboard when my photo is small.
Ask me a questions friends. About anything. Get at me.
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Long day
Work and school. All Day today. Weak shit guys!
I promise you
I’m sorry, I’m sorry you never knew me well.
I want this this dream to haunt me forever.
I’ve only known this twice before.
Twice before.
Strange
I keep having the same dream. Each time it’s a little different. Each time I know it’s a dream.
I kind of feel empty if I don’t dream about it. Like maybe I wasn’t ever really a sleep.
Strange room. Strange stairs. I long for this dream. Or maybe it’s a nightmare.