May 2012
39 posts
FUCK
I want a fucking huge tattoo and I want to fucking go to New Orleans and I want a fucking dog with long fucking fur and I want to be your fucking lady friend and make you laugh all the fucking time and kiss your fucking face.
I'M GOING TO WRITE ABOUT THIS IN MY JOURNAL
THEN YOU’LL BE SORRY.
I met with a potential anxiety counselor so I can stop breaking out into hives about the smallest emotional tasks and his entire office was covered in plastic wizard figurines and so I agreed to meet again and will most likely keep going until I can work up the nerve to ask him what the story with the wizards is. Also I want to take one.
“But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you...”
– Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters (via loveyourchaos)
She Had a Fever: mixoparthenos: If it’s shit,... →
jabitte:
mixoparthenos:
shehadafever:
mixoparthenos:
If it’s shit, something is not better than nothing… I’m looking at you McDonald’s Dollar Menu
Katharina c’mon! I totally respect your views on slow food, raw food, and you are more than entitled to your opinion and commentary about what goes in your body. But saying NOTHING…
I had a feeling you would reply :) the kind of “food” that...
mixoparthenos:
If it’s shit, something is not better than nothing… I’m looking at you McDonald’s Dollar Menu
Katharina c’mon! I totally respect your views on slow food, raw food, and you are more than entitled to your opinion and commentary about what goes in your body. But saying NOTHING is better than SOMETHING is just a really radically skewed statement. Many people do not have...
TRUE STORY
I might have been born just poor white trash, but Fancy was my name
THAT HORRIBLE THING
Where you start listening to a musician your crush enjoys because it lets you obsess over them in a “I am in denial over what a creep I am” way. DO I even like this?
YOU’VE GOT ALOTTA NERVE MAKING ME LIKE YOU/ IT- MAKES ME WANT TO PUNCH YOUR FACE WITH MY MOUTH.
April 2012
69 posts
“Why are you sad?”
“Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with...”
– Anna Karina, Pierrot Le Fou (via there-is-always-something)
