Pictures from the Cuilla's

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lunchbagart:

Everyone in my house has the flu, myself included.  Nobody’s going to school.  So here’s a painting of Freddie Mercury I did.

I love Freddie.

lunchbagart:

Everyone in my house has the flu, myself included.  Nobody’s going to school.  So here’s a painting of Freddie Mercury I did.

I love Freddie.

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Hey, hey, good lookin’,
Whatcha got cookin’?
How’s about cookin’ somethin’ up with me?

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I’ve often been told that if you can’t say anything nice, that shouldn’t say anything at all. But how can you change the world for the better if you cant say anything?

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Narrator:
Most days of the year are unremarkable. They begin, and they end, with no lasting memories made in between. Most days have no impact on the course of a life. May 23rd was a Wednesday.

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I love Denver. Its so pretty. I guess thats why I can’t wait to move away from here.

I love Denver. Its so pretty. I guess thats why I can’t wait to move away from here.

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I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you’re always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around,
and the fact that you didn’t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,
not even close…
not even a little bit…
not even at all.
10 things I hate about you