The thing that sucks about living in the suburbs:
When I eventually decide that I NEED cookies (the prepackaged kind, of course), it’s always after I’ve been drinking. In which case, I can no longer drive to the drug store to get some. I guess that’s what friends are for.
Am I allowed to rewear an outfit after a picture...
Oh my god, you guys, Kristen Stewart is actually...
The world may or may not be ending.
Shopgirl wasn't the best book, though it was still...
So much of what was written in it seems to be true. I don’t think I will ever fully accept the fact that Steve Martin wrote it - if only because he seems to understand so well what it means to be a twenty something female.
You know what's really good?
French toast. With lots of cinnamon. Mmmm yes please.
Ask me something. Tell me anything. →
Sometimes it's just nice to make something, even...
So that’s how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no...– Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (via jours)
Things I don't like:
the terrible job I did painting my nails. this feeling of unrest that has left me with the desire to pulverize the world, if only there was a small metaphorical model version of it in front of me. I don’t really know what I mean. the fact that all of my summer shoes keep giving me blisters. how I can’t make people want what I want.
Stoma by Stephen Palermo
ahuntersheart: My grandfather would hold up in our basement bathroom, emptying his colostomy bag, cleaning the stoma with alcohol and cotton, the sterile smell of intake and waste, of being alive with malfunctioning parts— this ritual of maintenance and redirected necessity living proof that even open wounds serve a function. And then I got it: the body is nothing more than a creature of...
matthew gallaway: You know how sometimes →
if you’re at your desk eating a cookie that you’ve been really psyched about because the thought of it has pretty much carried you through a long morning of the usual tedium and stress and you unwrap it (because you bought it for too much money at the ‘gourmet’ deli) and you’re ready to relax for… Best story of all time.
I don't know why I didn't realize 2010 was going...
I don’t even know how to get dressed most mornings. I need to find a job. I need to get moving.
i did learn a new rule recently, a piece of fashion etiquette. it freaks me out....– courtney love (i am a huge advocate for clutches. huge.) (via sarazucker) I am trying to get over my need to carry a purse filled with millions of things I don’t need. And this is too amazing to not reblog.
Fake bacon is a soul healer.
We had to struggle with the old enemies of peace-business and financial...– Franklin D. Roosevelt 1936 speech at Madison Square Garden, NYC (via underpaidgenius) (via quote-book)
Empire State Building declines to light up for... →
This totally cracks me up, you guys. I love how catholics spend so much of their energy rallying together on totally pointless (and erroneous) causes.
RE: Jesus Christ
thatwhitebitch: Reema: did i ever tell you i thought JESUS’ last name was CHRIST up until about a month ago? Nicole: the whole concept of Jesus is a little hard to understand. Wait, it isn’t? Hahaha.
I'm currently getting a roll of film developed -...
I’ve let it sit around for so long because I took a whole bunch of douchey photos of myself with it. Not to mention the last seven or so pictures are of dumb things like shoes and decorative statues. I can only hope that the person who developed it isn’t the person to give it back to me.
Landscape With The Fall of Icarus, by William...
According to Brueghel when Icarus fell it was spring a farmer was ploughing his field the whole pageantry of the year was awake tingling near the edge of the sea concerned with itself sweating in the sun that melted the wings' wax unsignificantly off the coast there was a splash quite unnoticed this was Icarus drowning