there should be like a strip club only with hot dads in good shoes with their legs propped up on tables sipping coffee and staring at you over the tops of their glasses when you walk in goddamn i would lose so much money
letter from my heart to my brain.
Its okay to hang upside-down like a bat, to swim into the deep end of silence, to swallow every key so you can’t get out. It’s okay to hear the ocean calling your fevered name to say your sorrow is an opera of snakes, to flirt with sharp and heartless things. It’s okay to write, I deserve everything, to bow down to this rotten thing that understands you, to adore the red and ugly queen of it, to...
i am twelve
j: how was your day?
r: fine and weird. you?
j: my days are typically the same. why was yours weird?
r: i have too many people telling me what they think i should do.
j: oh. i think we should just start doing hard drugs and let it go.
r: one of the baggers just said you were the nicest person in grocery!
C: you still at my house?
R: I'm gonna move your hat into the shade. And steal ur tomato plant.
C: get out of my house.
"War and Beauty"
dropstitch: benrobertsphotography: I am so excited to announce that I posted my new series entitled “War and Beauty” on my website tonight. I haven’t worked on anything so hard in my entire life. I’m super proud of it and even more pumped for everybody to see it! http://www.benrobertsphoto.com/#/portfolio/war-and-beauty/COVER Ok but this is INCREDIBLE one more reason it should be illegal...
things liz has said tonight
“im probably gonna get like a microwave pizza and you’re gonna eat your plankton food” “IT’S NOT FOOD IT’S MOSS REBA” “i need a bohemian douchebag jar” “fuck you, im gonna spit in your eye” “nothing is better than cher, i don’t know why you’re looking at me like that” (as i type) “…fuuuuuuck...
things david said ll:
“there’s something attractive about someone giving up” r: “what was that other thing you said?” /// d: “i dont know it was probably gay” “you can’t always hang out with people, i mean, well you know? like….yea.” “STOP TYPING THIS”
"for women who are difficult to love," warsan...
you are a horse running alone and he tries to tame you compares you to an impossible highway to a burning house says you are blinding him that he could never leave you forget you want anything but you you dizzy him, you are unbearable every woman before or after you is doused in your name you fill his mouth his teeth ache with memory of taste his body just a long shadow seeking yours but you are...
friendship is the greatest of worldly goods. certainly to me it is the chief...– c.s. lewis
tonight i watched the jesus film with a real cute boy who made me a cup of tea. i also watched videos of twerking to indie music for half an hour at cat’s. i love my life.
You don’t know anyone at the party, so you don’t want to go. You don’t like...– Julien Smith
g: tool greg. vneck under plaid under a peacoat. r: to embrace the fullness of your tool identity you need to be in wallabees or vans g: haha, i am in vans! r: omg quick say something smart to combat your tool self g: hahaha, does my proclivity for a mimetic correlation with my toolish social nexus diminish me in the framework of your criteria? r: that was perfect
me: (screaming) I JUST ATE AN ENTIRE JAR OF NUTELLLAAAAAA
karen: welcome to rock bottom.