October 2009
2 posts
Polite
“Sorry straight edge friends, I have to hit this bong!”- CBeck.
Too many pancakes.
The other day at work I asked a woman “Are you finding everything alright today, Ma’am?”
“Yes,” she replies.
LIAR! Is my instant thought. Of course you’re having a hard time finding everything, everything is a pretty hard thing to find in one store.
Jeez.
September 2009
17 posts
If you're going to cry you should do it in the...
Crying in the shower is way better than crying in your room and infinitely better than crying in public. You can just tell everyone that your face is red because you like your showers nice and hot. That way you don’t have to explain to everyone that you feel inadequate, and that the person you love can give you paintings but not his heart, and that you don’t know why you don’t...
You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you
– Mr. Darcy, Pride & Prejudice (via betterthanfine) (via quote-book)
The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still.
– Jean Rhys (via julie911) (via quote-book)
Shadows.
tiffanyhoran:
I am more than just a drawer of shadows and memories in someone’s cupboard or under their bed. I am more than just a girl you once knew. I am myself and that’s all I’ll ever be. The phone in my room rang once, then stopped. This isn’t the first time. I can’t understand why everyone here has a phone provided for them, they didn’t leave a list of call charges, they didn’t explain it to...
You’re just another story I can’t tell anymore.
– via: I wrote this for you (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
Smoke and Write These
A “Oh dude, I think I spilled my drink!” B “Can you hand me that pink lipstick C in the very top left pocket in my purse?” D “The guy out there, the really good E looking one, got it for me, paid and every F thing” “he sure as hell better dance!” F We moved like one to the most intense dance, A and he didn’t care that I had my...
Binomial Nomenclature
Somewhere in between naming Pluto and naming everything else, humans kind of stopped appreciating the beauty of actually getting to name things. People, I feel, used to have a good grasp on how to properly name things. Planets more specifically I guess.
I was reading something earlier on new planets, how scientists have taken all these pictures of a planet actually being formed somewhere, very...
Never discourage anyone who continually makes progress, no matter how slow.
– Plato (via julie911) (via quote-book)
curvycouture:
junglejustine:
Saying that people will “laugh” at bigger women for wearing what they want is just promoting this idea that thin is all that will ever be in (especially if you are a plus-sized woman yourself). At least that’s what I believe.
Curvy and thick women should wear what they want because hello, you shouldn’t have to hide behind baggy clothes when you like fashion -...
It was very bad. One midnight I went out and dropped four hundred fifty-two love...
– Marilynne Robinson, Home (via meaghano) (via quote-book)
Maybe all men are a drug. Sometimes they bring you down and sometimes, like now,...
– Sex and the city (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
Girls Are Good At Making Other Girls Feel Bad 08
i’ll put my pants back on and i’ll switch to water i’ll take the sunglasses off i’ll throw in the towel, i’ll admit defeat. free falling from the ten story building is so much better then the two inch drop in the pit of your stomach. because i am insignificant and i will disintegrate. and i’ll do anything to never feel like this again.
Future Elderly
SaintStylite: my grand kids are gonna come up to me "hey grandpa..you wanna go to the zoo with mom and I?"
SaintStylite: "what...the zoo....what are you...gay?"
hannahbeerzzz: hahahahaha
I Painted An x Over My Mouth
Sometimes It’s hard to see a life experience a lesson learned an afterschool special. Sometimes all you can retain is the pixelated apocolypse churning turning burgeoning in your mind. Sometimes a comic book fantasy will save you or carry you to the insane asylum. This is not my best. Literal. Metaphorical. Hipster Jesus, is still no Jesus to me.
Windows.
Have you ever woken up really hungover and all you can feel is the heat built up in your room from the night before? And the only way you can get to sleep is to feel breeze from the open window? I want to be the breeze.
Moving Picture Theater
I wish I could be her and kiss you in autumn, in the orange outlined moving picture theater. I want gold to fall. I want to feel tabby tails swishing in my stomach, milling in my innards and orange and brown outlining the moving picture theater. i wish i could be her and the audience watches us in the moving picture theater. I’m too busy for this, though. I can’t think about moving...
“And I don’t know, we like kissed.”
But you do know. Oh, you know. You know exactly what it was. It’s always something. His eyes, his glasses, the way he wears his trendy hip hop kicks. You know. You say you don’t, but you know. You know.