WHAT YOU GET:
Panic! at the Disco shirt -Adult Small
A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out CD- Panic! at the Disco
Pretty Odd CD- Panic! at the Disco
Vices & Virtues CD- Panic! at the Disco
Harmony CD- Never Shout Never
What Is Love? CD- Never Shout Never
Stays Four The Same EP- The…
wouldnt-have-it-any-other-way:
GIVEAWAY:
I’m feeling generous tonight, and I’m giving away some of these shirts I found at the thriftstore. Don’t worry, they are all brand new.
NeverShoutNever: size XS
The Academy Is: size S
The Ready Set: size M
The Used: size S
Rules:
you must be following me (http://wouldnt-have-it-any-other-way.tumblr.com/) i’ll check!
both reblogs and likes count I don’t really care
reblog as many times as you would like
i’ll ship anywhere
contest ends: july 1, 2012
any other questions feel free to message me(:
eat a poptart..perfect
be a horse..perfect.
stare intensely into his girlfriend’s eyes..perfection
be an awkward robot..perfect
grow a fUCKING BRANCH FROM HIS HAND. SO PERFECT
sell The Ready Set foot things..i would buy that..just because..hes perfect.
sing…DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED.
wear glasses…so.perfect.
exist…so perfect it hurts me.
Brendon Urie
Girlfriend In A Coma
Just listen because, jesUS it’s great
THE READY SET PRINT GIVEAWAY!
RULES:
- you must be following my photo blog (i will check)
- reblog as many times as you want
- likes don’t count, but will increase your chances
- if your ask isn’t open, i’ll pick a new winner
I’ll only be doing this if this post reaches at least 50 notes by the end date, which will be May 6, 2012.
Last night I went to The Ready Set concert, I was in the front. He touched my hand three times :D.
Then, me and my friends were creeping and found him, and I FINALLYYYY met him! :D

AND he signed my ticket! That night couldn’t be any better!

I know I’ve said it before. But I’m so unhappy. I don’t think anyone understands.
You know. It’s not my fault we’re so poor that I can’t eat breastfast in the morning cause we have no money. Not my fault that my mom rather spend all her time with her new boyfriend rather than me and my siblings. Not my fault by dads the biggest douche and thinks that having a brand new mustang is more important than me eating and being happy. Not my fault my life sucks so much that I don’t even wanna be here anymore.
its my senior year in high school. I’m suppose to be having fun. Im not suppose to feel like my lonely that I sit in my bedroom all day doing nothing. I like going to school because that’s where my friends are.
I feel like im lonely in the world. I wanna run away and never come home and never talk to my family.
I don’t know what happy is anymore.
Write my seven page paper due Friday.
Take pictures for my photography class.
My prob and stat final.
My accounting final. (imma fail that shit.)
And all of my other finals…expect my Culinary final…I get to make cupcakes(:.

On the plus side…99 more days til The Hunger Games!
99 more days til I can finally see Peeta on-screen!

I was in my comm. arts class today and some kid was reading the Hunger Games (because I told him too :P) and my teacher tells him that we are gonna read it next semester…just so he knows. And I said we should go see the movie for like a feild trip and she said she was thinking about that. And I was all excited!

Annnnnd, I saved two lives today!
I donated my blood!












