Convincing Joanne to go to hell

Me-Let's go to Cubbon Park on Sunday. It'll be fun for the kids
Joe-Yes lets! Oh can't, there's church
Me-Bunk, anyway you're going to hell
Joe- Hell? Me? I'm going to heaven
Me- See, anyway everybody else you know is going to hell. Also, you'll be really bored with all those Mormons. So you bunk church, you'll go to hell, we'll all hang out together there. It'll all be good

She's still unconvinced.




Category: How to get to hell

Definitions:
Joe-my eldest sister aka 'Holy' Joe
Mormons-the only group that got it right (source: Southpark)

I always say if
Sometimes by accident I say when

Category: When

So easy
To be raised in the estimate of the world
And just as easy
To fall in mine

Category1: What is my estimation worth?
Category2: Nothing

Before I knew it I found that love, like grief, tends to fade away and be replaced by something more exciting.
-The Beach

Our lives began to end the day we became silent about things that matter
-Anonymous

-Do you think double standards are acceptable?
=No.
-Neither do I.


Category: Double standards

I realise that these things are better off left within the confines of my mind.

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Making decisions used to be easy.
I decided based on what I felt.

Then I stopped feeling.

is it
who did I lose?
or
whom did I lose?

Category1: Who said to whom and why?
Category2: Loss

a thousand locks

About me

I cooked.
Butter chicken.

Yes.
Me.

I also ate it AND I'm alive to tell the tale.



Oh ye (all of you!) of little faith
:p

eyes wide open, naked as we came

i have this insane thought. i think we should make love. not because i would die if we didn’t. or you would die. no. i think we can both survive just fine without this. but i think we should. anyway. just because i’m curious. i think you’re something wonderful. and fetching. and when i see you i smile. widely. madly. unabashedly. because you make me happy. what could be better than making love to someone who makes you happy? not much else, i can tell you. i think i make you happy, too. i can see your eyes crinkle when you see me. and the laugh in your voice when you talk to me. i want to run my finger down your back and feel your breath on my breasts. i want to see us naked. together. don’t you think this would be fun? let’s keep it uncomplicated. we both know we’re seeing other people. i adore your girlfriend. she sent me cake last weekend, which was a generous thing to do. you and my boyfriend play basketball. it’s all good. let’s not mess with it. i think we need to set some rules down and just do this. i think it’s a capital idea. don’t you?

Courtesy: http://memoryandforgetting.wordpress.com/

Pandora's Box

Nolita

I have one word for every (white) foreigner I've ever met.
Susegado

Category: Susegado

It's not underwear Dadda
It's a cheddi

Category1: Megan
Category2: ♥
:)

parry; counter parry

An exercise in trust

Q: What did I learn from my exercise in trust?
A: Dont


:)
for Vincent Prat

inmyspace.inmyspace.inmyspace

Category: Get out