March 2012
isn’t it strange how attractive people are really just a nice-looking arrangement of atoms
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damn you have a great deoxyribonucleic acid arrangement
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February 2012
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stillslydgn:
wears band shirts out in public in hopes that someone attractive will notice and compliment my shirt so we can then get married
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how-reckless replied to your post: what no no a boy I went to high school with (and…
Why do kids from Barlow get married and have babies so quickly? I don’t understand. sjfhlkvjhdbalfk our school.
I don’t either. I never will. They’re so anxious to grow up that they forget they’re still young.
jeffersoncampbell replied to your post: what no no a boy I went to high school...
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a boy I went to high school with (and I use the word “boy” intentionally) just got engaged to a girl he’s been dating for FOUR MONTHS
this fate could have been avoided if he had a sassy gay friend
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Anonymous asked: No one understands me like you do, you cut to the core of me Baxter.
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Every Friday night should be made of Christmas lights two months late, a bundle of blankets on the floor, carefully crafted music, a vanilla candle’s waning breath, busy, busy, busy.
Shyness is a curious thing, because, like quicksand, it can strike people at any...
– Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid
Reasons why today has been perfect
People are cool and I saw a lot of the coolest ones today.
I discovered that there is a history course being taught next term called “Social Change and American Popular Music” and it fits my schedule perfectly.
The hilarious guy that always gives me discounts was working at the record store; he gave me three CDs for $13 and talked to me about the accuracy of Portlandia.
While I was...
This morning, with her, having coffee.
– Johnny Cash, when asked for his definition of paradise.
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Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.
– David Foster Wallace