I'm Zoe.
I love being my nerdy, freaky self. I swear like a drunken sailor who's just killed his favourite whore. My life's dream is the wrestle twice as many bears as I've already wrestled and also to become the Pope. I am determined to become a comic book and tattoo artist. I am probably more obsessed with Harry Potter, blood, serial killers, and strange art than I should be.
I like to make friends, so email me sometime.
"As for me, to love you alone, to make you happy, to do nothing which would contradict your wishes, this is my destiny and the meaning of my life."
-Napoleon Bonaparte
Email. Zoe_H@Bellsouth.net
AIM. HeliantheEglise
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Hearing one name gave me a major blast from the past, and so I went to sign onto Quizilla to relive some memories, and holy fuck, Quizilla’s been bought by Nickolodeon. Didn’t see that coming.
lolol Oh god, I used to LIVE on Quizilla. I still receive ‘happy birthday’ emails from them every year. Gosh, I wonder if some of my old friends are still on there.
NOSTALGIA.
Violating my privacy is one of the biggest fucking sins you can commit against me.
To me, privacy is something incredibly important, because growing up, I had absolutely none. I never had my own room and all my diaries I tried to keep were broken into. These days, I am an incredibly secretive person, and I have very clearly defined boundaries. If you cross that line, may heaven have mercy upon you, because I will not.
(via cuteboys)
Okay, this is eeking me out because this completely looks like my cousin Dylan. Erin, doesn’t this look like Dyl?
“Quogue”
Pequot.
Intercourse
Blue Ball
Climax
Jugtown
Saskatoon
Regina (rhymes with vagina)I <3 Saskatchewan.
French Lick FTW.
Snohomish, Washington
Shitty drawing of Harlekyn.
The only thing I really like about this one is the skull/hands/arms.
Hnnnggg. <333
Appointment was whatever. I am scheduled to get my wisdom teeth yanked out on January 5th. The party was good. There was much food and hilarity and chair dancing. And then Kaylin spent the night and it was good, and I had a really fucking strange dream with Tom Felton in it. I was so creeped out by my own brain.
Get to make a pie tonight, and then tomorrow, Dad, Noah, and I drive up to North Carolina to spend Christmas with the grandparents. Looking forward to good food. Not looking forward to Christmas music.
I think I’m gonna sketch some. Maybe. I dunno. Every time I say I’m gonna go sketch, I end up just looking at Tumblr forever, or else sitting with my pencil poised over the paper, but getting nothing done.
haha
This is so insanely correct. I think that’s why I liked the movie so much.
