February 2012
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Anonymous asked: you luh the kitty or you luh the boi?
shamefully torrented andrew bird’s new album, but now i’m floating amidst the most beautiful atmospheric sounds and i could be anywhere
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math, ha. math, my boy, is nothing more than the lesbian sister of biology.
a man/me/then jim- rilo kiley
we’d been doing so well for awhile abstaining from each other, and i felt simultaneously proud and unfortunately needy. we were on his bed, the usual old thing, just sitting there bored together. he said he will end up alone because he will never find anybody perfect. i said perfection in humanity doesn’t exist, and he should lower his standards. he said that settling is sad. i said...
i will never be able to leave this fucking cycle
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“Sometimes I touch the things you used to touch, looking for echoes of your...”
– (via dy-lm)
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“we don’t even have eachother. we just don’t have anyone else.”
and that is how it will always be, and i wish it was enough, and i wish i could be a gung-ho kickass independent woman who’s happiness didn’t partially rely on such an unreliable male source, and i’m going to go draw things to depict my emotions like a silly little baby baby
i’ve opened the floodgates from thoughts to words and destroyed the filter so much to the point that my deadpan honesty is taken in jest
me, sitting on the sofa, looking in his eyes: one day, i know we’re going to settle for eachother.
him: why do you almost make sad jokes like that? they’re never funny.
isabelladonati asked: your really long rambley posts are often very inspiring. im glad to hear your doing well and liking school :)
alex said something to me today that i’ve been thinking of for hours, which is ironic for two reasons - one reason which will be understood when i’m done with this ramble, and the other being that alex is a dumb simple fucker and it’s silly that i’ve been left pondering something he said because he never says anything profound ever.
sorry, these cuts aren’t supposed...
rebeccasugar:
All gummed up inside— the demo! I...
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Listen
even though i want to move on from you and cultivate my own independent happiness, and move onto pursuits of healthier relationships, i can’t imagine the routine of my life being devoid of our platonic intimacy. do people ever really move on or do they just get distracted by other endeavors? i don’t even know mang, i don’t even know
had cartooning again today
another long winded explanation of my day under ze cut!
this is the first class i’ve had at occ that actually feels like what i think is the “college experience” - i mean, i’ve only been enrolled in 8 different courses so far, but still. i’m actually making friends, which is something i rarely do in the setting of a classroom, considering...
i am very lucky, very blessed, very grateful, but very angry that i have class from 9am-3pm every saturday
i’m so close to an epiphany - what a strange and impending feeling to be fully aware of what i should know, but have yet to feel. i’m waiting for it to consume me. it’s like my brain has got this figured out, but, as stupid as it sounds, it has yet to convince my heart of the idea.
i just want to feel independently, wholly happy on my own accord. i want to do things and...
laughed harder today than i think ever in my life
~success~
watching tv. someone takes out a pad in a commercial
davis: gross. a tampon!
alex and me: no…
davis: tampad*
lol’d forever at his naive sincerity
today was such good.
long winded explanation under the cut!
i woke up bright and early like nobody should on a saturday, running late to class which i was so sure would be horrible, and intuitively felt that i would inevitably drop - i mean, class on a fucking saturday moning until 3pm? school has to be pretty fucking unbelievable to keep me motivated to do that. Cartooning 1 was the class. it...
Let the meat cake!
shitmystudentswrite:
Mary Antwinet is famous for saying “let the meat cake.” She was a leader of the French revelation. She was very popular and fashionable until she died from guilty.
January 2012
76 posts
thoughts on school:
in personal expression photography, my professor Richard announced his distaste for texting. he continued to say “you know what, if you’re gonna text, don’t do it half-assed. REALLY text. MEAN IT!” and i started laughing, but then i realized he was serious. “if you sleep, i want you on the floor, SNORING! don’t doze off. don’t sleep...