inspirestar

Status: hii so im a person so yea bye
Joined: January 1, 2013
Last Seen: 9 years
user id: 344395
Gender: F
Hello! I'm Inspirestar, but you can call me Lisa. I try to write Inspirational quotes but tend to write things that are really off topic as well. I'm going to try to be more active on this account, and well I hope you like what I post on here. 


Also, if anyone ever needs someone to talk to, I'm always here! :) 

 

inspirestar's Favorite Quotes


When I was about 9, I went to this summer camp. That year, the camp
decided to ban sugar. So, a girl who was about 13 or 14 got a bunch of candy and sugar based products and charged a dollar for it on the side of the playground (where the counselors couldn't see us) and she'd have a bunch of friends act as guards so no one could steal the candy and she was basically a drug dealer without the actual drugs. Long story short, the girl who sold the sugar is now an actual drug dealer




i wish there were a book that was filled with
the first impressions of every single person i've ever spoken to because i'd really like to just sit down and read what everyone thought of me.



 

All the 12 year olds on this site get really p.issed off when you point out the fact that they're 12.



I want a tampon commercial where the woman are fighting zombies or some sh.t.
And they're all beat up and bloody and shoving tampons into bullet wounds to stop the bleeding.
And I want one of the ladies to full-on decapitate a zombie with a machete or maybe a scythe.
And then I want her to look directly at the camera with blood running from an open wound on her forehead and say,


"For the fighting spirit."


It would be called the Tampocalypse.
Because periods aren't all 'Let me parade around in my motherf.cking white bikini at the beach
while doing back flips and faffing about through a field of daisies.
IT'S LITERALLY A BLOODBATH!
IT'S A WAR!
IF YOU GET IN MY WAY, F.CKER I WILL KNOCK YOU OUT!

Tampocalypse










If I were the guy who made
the "Where's Waldo" books, I would have totally made a page where Waldo wasn't there.







 



 




we were watching a movie in school and
there was a scene where this guy was driving over lava and they kept showing close up shots of the tires catching on fire and i started laughing anf my friend kept asking me what was so funny and when i finally composed myself i took a deep breath amd whispered, "hot wheels".



 
Want to know why I'm single?

You meet a guy, randomly start talking one day, he compliments you on everything he can: "you're gorgeous", "you're cute" etc.. he asks about your past relationships, you tell him you've been hurt before he says " I would never hurt you", you tell him some funny life stories, he tells you his. he starts flirting with you and you start to think he's a really nice guy, you then flirt back. He asks for your number, you give it to him straight away. Quickly; speaking to him becomes your daily routine, you count on him speaking to you, and whatever he does you smile instantly. He asks about your day and you speak all night. The night conversations are always the best. He always asks you if you're tired or you want to go to sleep but you say no and stay just to talk to him. You get butterflies every single time he speaks to you. You now tell your friends how much you like him. You're over the moon. You feel like the happiest girl in the world. but then one day, he randomly stops talking to you, stops putting the effort in and you have no idea why, you know something's changed but you're confused. He stops putting the effort in and you become all clingy and feel like a pest every time you pick up the strength to say "hi" to him, you come to a conclusion that its all your fault and he's mad at you for whatever you have done. He says "sorry, i've been busy" so, you let it go, but for days after maybe weeks and he's still busy constantly. every time you talk to her it becomes an argument, over the most stupidest of things.. you then stop putting the effort in thinking it works both ways, but it doesn't. You then stop speaking, weeks or months go by and you still haven't spoken. You notice that they call every other girl "perfect" and all the other things he called you. He's fine without you. He has already moved on and you're still mad and upset. You still hope that one day he will pop up and everything will go back to how it was, back to normal but you know that will never happen, you now compare every other guy to him. He forgot about you a long time ago, and you still don't want to believe you got played.
And that my friends, is why I'm single.
Anxiety isn't a fashion statement. It's a miserable disorder with actual, real
uncontrollable symptoms that eat you alive and distance you from the people you love. So, stop making it "trendy".
 
A moment of silence for all the teenagers
whose parents won’t let them eat in their room