February 2012
113 posts
When I said I wasn’t with another girl
the January after we fell in love for...
– Jon Sands, A Working List of Things I Will Never Tell You (via holdonmagnolia)
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xvxavier:
If you’re a “nice guy” to a girl up until you realize she doesn’t want to date you, then go on about how she’s a cold shrew that friendzoned you and how no girls date nice guys, like, nah mate, girls do date nice guys. You just aren’t a nice guy. You’re a passive aggressive beta with internalized misogyny and a serious victim complex.
ugh i wish i lived in the 50s and 60s
– white people and white people only (via antistellar)
Knee Song
senti-mental:
Being kissed on the back
of the knee is a moth
at the windowscreen and
yes my darling a dot
on the fathometer is
tinkerbelle with her cough
and twice I will give up my
honor and stars will stick
like tacks in the night
yes oh yes yes yes two
little snails at the back
of the knee building bon-
fires something like eye-
lashes something two zippos
striking yes yes yes...
oh my God our heat bill is $635
you can do it you can do it you can do it you can do it
joannsfabrics:
bread crumbs all over my boobs
“Any action in which a man ejaculates or otherwise... →
In an attempt to take a stand against Republican bill that would ban abortions in Oklahoma, State Senator Constance Johnson is trying to make “pulling out” illegal.
Her satirical proposal came as a response to a real draft-law sponsored by conservative legislators.
The bill which is being dubbed the “Personhood” bill states that life begins at conception and declares that “unborn...
Me: I love this video. I love that they're doing each other's hair.
Sara: Yeah, like in ~da Notebook~
Me: What?? I think it's a very intimate act! I wish my boyfriend would do my hair.
Sara: He's too busy doing his own hair.
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No matter how much you think you love somebody, you’ll step back when the pool...
– Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters (via goldenoise)
My roommates and my ex-boyfriend are hanging out in my kitchen. I am an awkward recluse looking at girls in dresses from the fifties. Excuse me while I stand on my head trying to induce a trip out of here…
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My brain is empty and I have nothing interesting to say. This blog is just a scrapbook of images and ideas I find beautiful; all I have left are the vague impressions of what a comfortable place might look or sound like.