I'm twenty-one years old, and sometimes I have a beard. I started my Tumblr blog because I wanted to stalk other sites for pictures of cute actors, share my photography, and write reviews for films. While I still stalk Tumblr for pictures of hawt actors, the only photos I share are the photos I reblog and pictures of myself, which are usually used to showcase my beard or an emotion in response to someone's reply or text post. Also, I haven't written a review for a film since I watched North by Northwest over the summer. I love cheese, cats, and puppies.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I am actually Jill in Jack and Jill. That isn’t Adam Sandler.
I hope Jeremy isn’t wearing any clothes in this movie.
Does anyone ever lay in bed, hugging a pillow and then just start thinking about the last time you cuddled with someone and then get a really strong urge to punch that faggot in the face or is that just me right now with all of my built up anger toward said faggot?
My dad can’t hang out with me because he’s watching my brother and sister.
…he can’t pick me up because he’s watching my brother and sister.
I suppose it is impossible for him to have three of us around at the same time or something.
Awww, J complimented my beard.
It isn’t even right now because my beard trimmer died in the middle of my shave, and now I need to buy a new one. :’(
In other news, I am a perv, yes.
Today is quickly turning into one of those days where I hate mostly everyone.
Omg. Beautiful.
I was trimming my beard and my razor stopped working.
Coincidence or divine intervention?
Wow, rude.
I look like I just fell out of a uterus.
Praise Jesus.
And by bad I mean… I’m just anxious and my head hurts. Yup.
Oye.
This is a bad night. :[
I wish you could do ‘read more’s from the mobile app…