March 2012
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Tonight, my emotions are ridiculous. That’s what I get for drinking two hard ciders. Alone. Watching a romantically-inclined show. My life, you guys. MY. LIFE.
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Not to be rude:
sayyopp:
but if you’re constantly complaining about how everyone sucks, and life is so terrible, and you hate everything, maybe everyone else isn’t the real problem.
Hating the world isn’t cool anymore, y’all.
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February 2012
33 posts
Watchthedailywhat:
Movie Trailer of the Day: The first official teaser trailer for Neighborhood Watch — Lonely Islander Akiva Schaffer’s Attack the Block-ish sci-fi comedy about a neighborhood watch group that accidentally stumbles upon an alien plot.
Starring Ben Stiller, Vince Vaughn, Jonah Hill, and, making his mainstream film debut, the IT Crowd’s Richard Ayoade.
In theaters July 27th.
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First Listen: The Magnetic Fields →
Love at the Bottom of the Sea by the Magnetic Fields, entire album.
Also, I love you, NPR.
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Two years ago, I wrote a story about a princess who becomes a zombie. Since then, I’ve wanted to transfer it to some sort of visual art form, preferably a graphic comic or a children’s book. Tonight, I asked Hayley’s boyfriend if he wants to collaborate with me to make it. He said yes!! He’ll do the art and I’ll do all the words and junk. I’m so incredibly...
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Snowing on Sunday, 80 degrees on Friday.
North Carolina, you crazy.
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Things I Need To Do Today:
Study for my BioLab test
Read for Judaism
Learn my lines for the high school play
Learn my lines for A Midsummer Night’s Dream
Write the post for my Publishing class
Clean?
Things I’ll Most Likely End Up Doing Today:
Watching How I Met Your Mother on Netflix Instant
Starting Black Books on Netflix Instant
Starting Downton Abbey on Netflix Instant
...
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Ode to Hips
storiesandsuchthings:
Muriel Irvin My god, woman! Do you know what you do to me with those hips, those ample, alabaster hips? As you walk, they sway, entrancing me. As you pass, they croon, enthralling me: You are effervescent and I am enraptured. You don’t have to speak— your body speaks for itself— to tell me to watch your hips, to memorize their every motion, every curve, because I do so...
“People are so beautiful and it hurts my heart to think of anyone not realizing...”
– Where’s my head?
(via einekleinekatze)
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"instead of sitting in the classroom for another...
just-say:
drank beer with a prof today
can officially cross that off my college bucket list
Yes. This was wonderful.
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"Mine and Not Mine" by Stuart Dischell
Once there was mine and what was not mine. Mine was familiar, passed-on, genetically encoded. Mine felt good. Not mine traveled great distances. Not mine won a race in the rain. I gave up mine for what was not mine.
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“The line will have the more charm for not being mechanically straight.”
– Robert Frost, “The Figure a Poem Makes”
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January 2012
48 posts
“Advice? I don’t have advice. Stop aspiring and start writing. If you’re writing,...”
– Alan Watt (via neil-gaiman)
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tout lasse
tout passe
tout casse
all tired
everything passes
everything breaks
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You and Me by Penny & the Quarters
When I...
and that's why you always leave a note: dear mad... →
sunneinsplendour:
So this is a post that has been a long time coming, ever since I started tracking the Betty Draper tag basically and was exposed to a whole new level of vitriol that I didn’t think a fandom - whom I always used to consider pretty classy - was capable of. I’ve compiled the most ridiculous…
This is a really, really, really good analysis of Betty’s character, and...
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Sister: what u drinking
Me: red stripe
Me: a 12 pack for only $14!
Sister: never had it
Sister: that's what's up
Me: you should sometime when you're not pregnant
Me: It's super tasty
Sister: I will lol seems like i'm always pregnant LOL
Me: LOL
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"Sorrow" by DH Lawrence
Why does the thin grey strand Floating up from the forgotten Cigarette between my fingers, Why does it trouble me? Ah, you will understand; When I carried my mother downstairs, A few times only, at the beginning Of her soft-foot malady, I should find, for a reprimand To my gaiety, a few long grey hairs On the breast of my coat; and one by one I watched them float up the dark chimney.