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where’s the african guy? bring me the african guy!

Posted in babes, Existentialism, film, gimme brains, Inspiration, love, my heart, right write, sharebear by Jessica on December 31, 2009

“Motherfucking cock sucker motherfucking shit fucker, what am I doing? What am I doing? I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m doing the best that I can. I know that’s all I can ask of myself. Is that good enough? Is my work doing any good? Is anyone paying attention? Is it hopeless to try and change things? The african guy is a sign, right? Because if he isn’t, than nothing in this world makes any sense to me. I’m fucked. Maybe I should just quit. Don’t quit! Maybe I should just fucking quit. Don’t fucking quit! I’m fucked. I don’t know what the fuck to fucking do anymore. Fucker. Fuck, shit!”

-Albert Markovski
(Jason Schwartzman in I ❤ Huckabees)

I highly suggest seeing this movie, if you haven't already. It has a great message. I'm mega into existentialism, and that's what this movie is all about. If you don't get existentialism, you probably won't get much of this movie. It is very humorous though, regardless. Peep peep!

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Touch me!

Posted in babes, beauty, cutie, dope, film, gimme brains, Hummina hummina hummina, love, sexy, wantwantwant by Jessica on November 25, 2009

Ugh, Rafe Spall. This dude is capital B, Banging! I adore him. He can SO get it. Plus, he has an english accent, which automatically gives you 48957489328 cool points. I need to go visit my cousin in London (she’s currently attending Oxford… lucky ass broad), and stalk the shit out of him. Or I at least need to date his identical twin. Peep him in Hot Fuzz, Green Street Hooligans, and he has a bit part in Shaun of the Dead (he was a little fatty in that one, but i still love him). He’s definitely one of the few people who would make me star-struck. he’s a fine man. yum.



(mm lookin all dapper)

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Posted in Birdie, gimme brains, Haterade, Inspiration, jbird, memories, Moi, right write, sharebear by Jessica on November 12, 2009

I’d rather be alone, then listen to the crowd.
Your voice spews louder than anyone else.
Your voice makes me want to vomit.
I would vomit up all the lies I took in from you.
I’d rub your face in it.
Then I’d feed you some of my lies.
Since you thought I was bullshit anyway, right?
If that’s what you expect from me, don’t worry… I won’t disappoint!

“I bet god thinks your amusing.”