February 2012
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me: -trying to sleep-
brain: lol no. remember that embarrassing moment that happened to you today.
brain: oh, you also forgot to do your homework.
brain: no one will ever love you.
brain: you have to pee.
“Rape culture is a culture in which people who have survived a violent crime are...”
“And I claim I’m not excited with my life anymore
So I blame this job, this...”
– Talking Shit About a Pretty Sunset - Modest Mouse
NPR First Listen: Andrew Bird, 'Break It Yourself' →
noratherese:
sorry Hairgate, revoking that award to give it...
Ellen Degeneres: Public Lesbian Number One
i love cultural studies so much
Hairgate! TV's Coiffure Controversies and Lesbian...
best article title award is given directly to you
finally starting my research proposal which is due...
my topic is the portrayal of lesbians & lesbianism on television.. there are very few scholarly articles on specific shows other than the l word.
blandly i’ve found myself reminiscing about the first boyfriend i ever had, who not-so-accidentally let it slip early on he might rather be dating my best friend, about that time he set a gleaming throwing star on my unsuspecting palm and stood staring while i pleaded and hyperventilated and recoiled against the cold weight of it. he stood perfectly still with a smirk while i trembled and...
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This song is overplayed to an irritating degree,...
f it's already sunday nooooooooooooooooooooooooo...
going to the grocery store in a flannel, leggings,...
basically i’m just the height of class.
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seriously considering buying a bedazzled leotard
someone please save me from myself
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i'm watching lindsay lohan's e! true hollywood...
samantha ronson, you guys… what went wrong? i’m still sad about it.
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oh, my head is spinning around and i can’t...
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fifteen, i found him with translucent skin, blue eyes brimming with salty grief. i dove headfirst into him, an abyss in which he drowned me, both of us eager and desperate and lonely. i clung to him while he clung to his illness, his favorite excuse.
he left me paralyzed, fraught with fear riddled with bitterness, the poison of which remained, for years, on my tongue and in my voice.
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everything we planned and hoped for has disintegrated our dreams are dead and i am left with the refuse: receipts, a book, a necklace, a couple of scribbled notes and cards, some dead flowers, and a dress, carefully hung in a color coded closet.
i grab my things for school as i notice them collected in a heap, a sad and crumpled little heap of us on my bedside table, and i leave them there, but...
leslieabsolutelynot:
I am so morbidly fascinated by Courtney Stodden…
me too and I’m so upset about it
That awkward moment when you ramble on about...
lusciouschaos:
and has no problem whatsoever with you abruptly stopping the conversation
what the fuck ever dude.
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http://turntable.fm/sandwiches_for_your_ears
if anyone wants to join our dj party.
it’s me, Zorko & Marianne
so come hang out with us & play songs… i’m sure whatever you pick will be less weird than Zorkomusic
zorko's playing crazy music
zorko & i just joined a turntable party
he played one song and 15 seconds into it everyone in the room left
lovemylife
dear linnea,
stop looking at pictures of yourself on tumblr and DO YOUR HOMEWORK
PLEASE COME HANG OUT WITH ME
vikingwizarddick:
http://turntable.fm/brf_bg
http://turntable.fm/brf_bg
http://turntable.fm/brf_bg
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“When there’s something or someone, when there’s anything that makes you happy,...”
– Dana Reinhardt, The Summer I Learned to Fly
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i even think i found god
in the flash bulbs of the pretty cameras pretty cameras, pretty cameras am i glamorous? tell me, am i glamorous?
