February 2010
40 posts
January 2010
54 posts
smoking a bedtime bowl and heading to sleep at...
Yeahhh saturday.
skins skins skins.
OH MY GOD. So much shit just went down. I can’t wait for next week!
you don't mean a thing to me anymore.
dissatisfaction.
I feel like I have no grasp of who I am as a person. I couldn’t tell you what I’m good at. Ditto for if I have any fondness for myself at all. Depends on the time of day. I don’t know what I like, and I certainly don’t know what I need. Everything I do just feels kind of empty. Like I’m going through the motions when the motions don’t mean shit. I can’t...
youandyourprettyprettybones:
I wish I could write again. It feels the same as when the rain stops pouring. All my words combined become so flippant.
And futile.
I wish I could write something that would make you toss and turn at night. Or give you a lump in your throat.
I want to write you your own self destruction.
Once my words could make you laugh and cry and feel infinite, but not...
this is my life right now.
on my parents.
I remember being younger and thinking for the longest time that my parents were these amazingly progressive, modern individuals who truly believed that everyone deserved a chance and that the world was a beautiful place. Even at eighteen I still thought my parents were like the wonderful, idealized version of how people should be.
It isn’t like it’s even been all that long, but I feel...
it's 2 am.
I have to be up at 7:30 to go to a retreat for my Intimacy, Relationships, and Sexuality class. Instead I am finishing up my debate speech and toasting coconut for the vegan cupcakes I just baked. Whoops.
A Scintillating Cinematic Masterpiece
fuckyeahgirlcrush:
Debbie Gibsons finest hour comes with a gritty, mesmerising performance in what has to be described as the film of the decade. The plot, written by premier director Jack Perez, focuses on the age old undersea battle between the two aquatic giants of the sea, which, as we all know, is that of the Shark and the Octopus. It was only after watching the film 8 times I was informed...
I find it really funny that my college has the...
LOVE THIS SHOW.
Freddie McLair: [standing next to Effy, she closes her locker and looks at him] Hi.
Effy Stonem: [turns to face him] Hi.
Freddie McLair: You don't mind if I take this locker?
[nodding to a locker next to Effy's]
Effy Stonem: You can take anything if you want it enough.
Freddie McLair: Great. Everything's new I suppose we should probably, like, you know, all get to know each other.
Effy Stonem: Why?
Freddie McLair: Well um... I don't know. You definitely looked at me this morning, twice. And I just thought, you know, maybe we could get to know each other.
Effy Stonem: I look at lots of people. That doesn't mean I want to get to know them.
[starts to walk away, but turns back]
Effy Stonem: Do you want me to want to get to know you?
Freddie McLair: I, er, I wouldn't mind.
Effy Stonem: Thing is, they want to get to know me too.
Freddie McLair: [Freddie looks over to Cook and JJ, turning back to look at Effy] They're just wankers.
Effy Stonem: They're your best friends.
Freddie McLair: OK, so they're my best friends.
Effy Stonem: That makes it complicated, doesn't it.
Freddie McLair: I, um, I was hoping not.
[Effy nods]
Freddie McLair: I'm Freddie.
[putting out his hand to shake]
Effy Stonem: [Effy ignores this and walks back around him to her locker] Tell you what, Freddie.
[Effy gets a piece of paper out of her locker and hands it to Freddie]
Effy Stonem: Fill in a form.
Freddie McLair: What's this?
[Freddie takes the paper]
Effy Stonem: A list of all the things were not allowed to do at this college. Like that head director girl said before your bestest mate got his cock out. I was gonna see if I could tick 'em all before the end of the day, but this is much more interesting. First one to fill that out gets to... get to know me. And no cheating, I'll need evidence.
Freddie McLair: OK.
Effy Stonem: [Effy walking off] 'cause I won't fuck a cheat.
Freddie McLair: [calling after her] Sorry?
[Effy looks back at him, then carries on walking]
I just have to keep telling myself that there is...
ask me anything. I'll answer honestly. →
getting your nose rubbed in something doesn't feel...
The general consensus is to fuck him. But here is...
ohgirrrrlllll:
Fuck my life.
As your former RA (and boy do I miss you) let me just say that people bang residents or other staff members all the time. Just don’t get caught. That’s all there is to it.
one of my new year's resolutions is to keep my...
Retain a little mystery, you know? I’m sick of people knowing what I think and feel about literally almost every thing in my life. I don’t know when I got so open, but I don’t like it. So here’s to closing off (just a little) and FINALLY keeping some things just for me. Inside, inside.
To the guy on my facebook wall whose status says...
iseeellis:
hortenseg:
iseeellis:
sparklepants:
I believe you are confused about what is going on here.
1. Come up with nonsensical campaign to raise awareness 2. …??? 3. PROFIT!
…Aghh, a friend just sent me and some other people a message on Facebook about how we should post our bra colors. And I like this friend, which means my plans of passive-aggressively ranting about this...
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“The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.”
– William Shakespeare
I'm sorry. I can't. Don't hate me.
“Too many guys think I’m a concept, or I complete them, or I’m going...”
– Clementine, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
