much love

horny

i got really horny today and got like a dozen erections. almost wanted to pull someone into the janitorial closet, and make sweet love to her.

ianbrooks:

The Eyes of Animals by Suren Manvelyan

Suren, who has a Phd in Theoretical Physics with a specialization in Quantum Chaos, moonlights as a photographer of the vast, topographical landscapes of eyes. Check out his website surenmanvelyan.com to peer into the eyes of many, many more eyes. It’s Highlights time, can you match each eye to their animal?

(via: My Modern Met)

my masterpiece

Brandon Briggs

English 12 

period 3AB

10/5/11

portfolio #4

            There once was a noble and brave goldfish by the name of Goldy who’s fishbowl could not be conquered. He and his fellow goldfish were protectors of the bowl. However, one day, a malicious feline, name Mr. Cuddles, decided to look for a snack and targeted the mighty fishbowl. As he approached the bowl, Goldy and his fellow fish-men where armed with their bubble guns and ready for battle.

            As the adorable feline monster swatted and splashed, Goldy and his fish-men frantically fired their semi-auto bubble guns, but to their horror, the cat became more ferocious. The battle raged for a good two minutes, and at the end, the victory went to the cat, who claimed the life of Bob, a good friend of Goldy’s. From that day on Goldy swore revenge and for three day’s and night’s he prepared and waited patiently for Mr. cuddles return.

            The day finally came, and as Goldy stood proud, he laid his gun down and prepared for a paw to fin showdown. Mr. Cuddles pranced his way to the fishbowl with devious intentions and the battle began. As Mr. Cuddles began to swat and splash the fishbowl around, Goldy came bursting out of the bowl with outrageous fury and slapped Mr. Cuddles right off the mantle, from which the bowl was sitting. Mr. Cuddles fell to the floor with tremendous force, and as he hit the floor, the bowl began to tip and fall. With one final blow Goldy jumped from the bowl swatting the bowl back into place.

            As Goldy fell he prepared  for one final confrontation with Mr. Cuddles, striking him on the head with deadly force. While waiting for death to scoop him up, Goldy took one more look at his bowl on the mantle and murmured, “The bowl will live on.”

Im going to try my hand at poetry

as i express my love for the,

i split my heart in two,

one half for me,

and one half for you.

that’s all i got for right now

sofapizza:

they were metallic and bitchin as shit

sofapizza:

they were metallic and bitchin as shit