this pretty much made my night.
Agreed. Instant reblog. A must. IN OBVIOUS NEWS: WORST “ACTRESS” EVER. Everrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. This is a fact, not an opinion. The only reason why she’s “famous” is because her fucking arm candy is that one guy Robert whatever with the big hair and because she’s leading
manlady in a movie that is based on a book that millions of wannabe vampire tweens are obsessed with. THAT IS IT. Plus, she has lazy eyes. Either that, or homegirl is blazing 24fucking7 (which is obvious in every single one of her pictures whether it’s candid or not).
Now, this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down. And I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there. I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air.
In west Philadelphia born and raised, on the playground was where I spent most of my days. Chillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ all cool and all shootin some b-ball outside of the school. When a couple of guys who were up to no good started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared. She said ‘You’re movin’ with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air’!
I begged and pleaded with her day after day, but she packed my suite case and sent me on my way. She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket. I put my walkman on and said, ‘I might as well kick it’. First class, yo this is bad. Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright.
But wait I hear they’re prissy, wine all that. Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat? I don’t think so, I’ll see when I get there. I hope they’re prepared for the prince of Bel-Air.
Well, the plane landed and when I came out there was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out. I ain’t trying to get arrested. I just got here, I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared. I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I can say this cab is rare. But I thought ‘Nawh forget it’ - ‘Yo holmes to Bel Air’. I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie ‘Yo holmes smell ya later’ I looked at my kingdom. I was finally there to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.
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Today I was asked to write down my priorities when choosing a college.
I only wrote; I want to be happy.
All I want is to be happy. I want to know I’m in the right place, I want to feel it. I want the sun to always warm me, and to smile as if I had never smiled before. I want to be happy, that’s all I need, that’s all I want.
where can I be happy?
I love
the smell of books, bookstores, romance, the moon, the stars, the sky, the clouds, rainbows, the harmony, sun flowers, lilacs, felines, poetry.
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So this is pretty much adorable…
kdessss:harrypotterismylife: The Weasley family tree drawn by J.K. Rowling herself.
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