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Mine is Michelle Branch.
I believe the first musicians that made me love music was The Backstreet Boys.
How ridiculous is that? Hahaha
The Beatles. Along with The Format. Matt and Kim, as well as fun. made me fall in love all over again.
Eric Clapton and Green Day.
Van Morrison and Bob Dylan. It wasn’t until about 5th grade that Zeppelin made me fall in love all over again :)
When I was three years old, Transvision Vamp’s Pop Art catered to my girly whims and on the other side of the spectrum, my Mum and Dad’s impressive Led Zeppelin stash meant that I couldn’t live a day without their music.
I’d have to say Selena. (RIP)
Tori Amos, for fucking sure. The song, “Winter”, made me want to learn the piano and sing and cry.
Guns n’ Roses
Got locked out of my house with 3 dogs, one of them is vicious and it’s still pouring down rain.
My day has been lovely, how ‘bout yours?
First this, and now my cousin just lost her boyfriend of 2 years in a car accident. I’m never driving again. No wonder I’m so bummed out
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I thought Mexico had a bigger debt

Smile Friday the “It’s been a crappy day so I have nothing to smile about so I’ll just post pictures when life use to be sweeter” edition.
I’m such a drama queen
The whole street echoed with people yelling GOOOOOOOL! Is there a soccer game I should know about?
I’ve read about drunk drivers getting into accidents all the time, I’ve seen the horrible pictures and yet, I still do it. Mostly every weekend I’ve gotten into my car drunk and driven home, most of the time I have friends that I drop off, and I never really thought about the danger that I was putting myself or my friends in. The pictures and articles never really scared me, I always thought I’m not that drunk, I’m ok, I can drive perfectly. Unfortunately, on sunday and monday I didn’t get to read the news of another drunk driver getting into an accident and killing X number of people, I got to live it.
On sunday I got the news that one of my friends had been in a terrible car accident, he had been hit by a drunk driver, four people were in his car, he died immediately. I was devastated and furious at the driver, I went straight to the police station to make sure he wasn’t going anywhere (it’s Mexico, bribes go a loooong way) Why did he get in the car if he knew he was drunk? Why did his friends let him drive? A lot of questions clouded my mind but I never thought Uh oh, I’m never driving after having a couple of drinks.
Monday comes and I get a call asking me my blood type, another friend of mine is in the hospital due to a horrible car accident and he needs blood transfusions ASAP. Immediately I think to myself Oh no, another drunk driver. He was the drunk driver. He had been in a bar with some buddies, according to them he had only 5 beers. He passed hours later in the hospital.
According to me five beers is not a lot, specially for a guy that’s 6’1”, I think about the times that I have drank 2 or more bottles of wine and still thought I was ok to drive, this makes me hyperventilate. I’m so lucky that nothing has ever happened to me or my friends, and this has open my eyes in a very scary way. It’ sad that I had to lose two of my friends to realize this.
R.I.P Beto y Ricardo.