Today, I was explaining to my grandpa what farmville was. Out of nowhere, he asks me “Can you grow marijuana ?” I love old people. MLIA
And Bronson Pelletier! (werewolf Jared) The publicity team for New Moon is SO biased and brainless.
I don’t even think or make plans about my future now. Not even what I’ll be doing next week, or even tomorrow. A few nights ago I told a friend in all seriousness that to not be able to wake up the next morning would be heavenly. They didn’t understand that a huge part of me was dead serious about it, while the remaining part begged to differ. Though I’m not so sure now whether I’d still want that wish to happen, I have to agree that death itself would be very beautiful. Calming and peaceful, forgiving and forgetting, a good end to everything.
"Today, I was explaining to my grandpa what farmville was. Out of nowhere, he asks me “Can you grow marijuana ?” I love old people. MLIA"





