February 2011
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January 2011
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Truth- Alexander
Alexander Ebert from Edward...
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How to Take a Hot Shower:
Start off staring at the tile. Wash body. Wash hair. Shave. Stare. Make the shower hotter. Assess things. Think about why you are angry, which you realize really means asking why you are sad. Still can’t find an answer, or maybe you’re still too unwilling to find one. Analyze personality.
Turn water even hotter. Sit down. Stare at your legs, start to pick out things you hate. Tiny...
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“I came here because I was such a fan of Sex and the City, and sure enough, my...”
– McSweeney’s Internet Tendency: Underheard in New York. (via housingworksbookstore)
also:
“For a cup of coffee?! What a steal!”
“Man, riding the subways here sure isn’t like being in one giant maze of sadness.”
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Bitches be making me feel like I'm all crazy and...
But I’m just like whateva, I’m fly as fuck.
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Ever been so drunk that going to bed isn't an...
Right now.
My god it’s tuesday night.
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Jets
I actually had my hopes up for like, two seconds.
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Every Phone Call With My Mother
Mom: Hi Colleen! How are you?
Me: Good.
Mom: How’s school?
Me: Fine.
Mom: Anything new?
Me: Nope.
Mom: (talks about the kitchen for five minutes)
Me: Mhmm (is googling kittens)
Mom: (talks about the kitchen some more)
Me: Mmhmmm.
Mom: Any new gossip?
Me: Nope.
Mom: Nothing? No gossip?
Me: Nope.
Mom: Okay! Talk to you later!
Me: Yep.
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For the past two days, all I've had for dinner is...
And I’ve lost weight.
Weight watchers can suck my dick, I’ve found the best diet plan ever
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Everybody is judging me because I just rapped...
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The Death of the Moth →
By Virginia Woolf
Moths that fly by day are not properly to be called moths; they do not excite that pleasant sense of dark autumn nights and ivy-blossom which the commonest yellow-underwing asleep in the shadow of the curtain never fails to rouse in us. They are hybrid creatures, neither gay like butterflies nor sombre like their own species. Nevertheless the present specimen, with his narrow...
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mykicks:
Jay-Z - “Hard Knock Life (Ghetto...
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Rox in the Box- The Decemberists
I absolutely...
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You know when you're forced to be around someone...
Hate that.
When I walk in to my common room and it's a cozy...
And I’m always right. I wish these old ass stoves automatically turned off or something. Or that my early onset Alzheimer’s would stop flaring up.
fuschiacity asked: can we go get matching space leggings please.
also i was in nyc like a week ago and i went to the b&n in union square to look for you idk if thats where you work lOL but i looked like crazy on all floors and couldnt find you FFFFFF
also i was in nyc like a week ago and i went to the b&n in union square to look for you idk if thats where you work lOL but i looked like crazy on all floors and couldnt find you FFFFFF
futureflowers:
wtf i need these
wtf i need these
wtf i need these
wtf i need these
um um um this combines two of my favorite things- tights/leggings/alternatives to pants, and SPACE. The only thing better would be to have Neil Degrasse Tyson on one butt cheek and Bill Nye the Science Guy on the other
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“I look up, there are the stars, just the same, desolation, and the angels below...”
– Jack Kerouac, Desolation Angels
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I think only my friends from home can truly...
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fuckyeahmashups:
+VIBES - Home Is Wherever I’m...
mybruise:
“Driving high is fine! Except the fact that when I go over a speed bump I think it’s a dead body.”
michellemeows asked: was it that big dude that got tasered? what the fuck?
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Went to go to the MTV Skins party/free Rusko-Sleigh Bells Concert
Was super pumped
Got there early
Waited in line for two hours in 14 degree weather. Reached dangerous levels on frostbite on my toes.
Was grabbing my friends’ hands so tight I think I destroyed my nervous system because the crowd was so aggressive and dense
20 people to getting in before they closed the doors and...
“I never confused what I had with what I was.”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via vneckandacardigan)