What had happened was...

Hi, new person. I'm AJ. I'm 25 and I'm a ciswoman. I'm a media nerd and a food porn addict. I'm a Potterhead, Trubie, a Gleek, and a Paily anchor. I'm pretty weird so most of my posts will be about whatever pops into my head. Oh, and just so you know, I'ma big gaymo :D If you wanna know more about me, click on my "Who's Dis Chick" page. Anyways...welcome to my play ground :D

HUFFLEPUFF
{ wear }

I dreamed I was at a Texas style amphitheater with a crowd of people. MCing the event wad Dionne Warrick. Sitting in the audience was the undead Whitney Houston. Kelly Clarkson was there too and after she was introduced, she hopped up on stage and started singin One Sweet Day by Mariah Carey and Boys II Men.

I woke up right when she was getting into the song.

My dreams are so strange.

A few years ago, while my friend was cleaning and repairing someone’s computer, he pulled out a tiny, mildly preserved, dead frog that was hiding inside of it. How it got in there, we don’t know. #tinycomputerfrog

A few years ago, while my friend was cleaning and repairing someone’s computer, he pulled out a tiny, mildly preserved, dead frog that was hiding inside of it. How it got in there, we don’t know. #tinycomputerfrog

the-vashta-nerada:

superwhoavengelockandme:

the-vashta-nerada:

i don’t understand how people stop watching shows because something happens that they don’t like or they don’t like how it’s going

like

if i start a show i’m in it until the end

in sickness and in health

till death or discontinuation do us part

man, i 1000% understand where you’re coming from

BUT

Glee

oh yeah fuck glee