March 2012
“We prefer to do things comfortably. But I don’t want comfort… I want poetry. I...”
– Aldous Huxley (via nancywilde)
Dodge, Chevy, or Ford. Let's see who tumblr likes...
sondrahuxtable:
ofwgblake:
livefastdiepretty723:
dixielanddelight369:
rainingonthetinroof:
Dodge: II
Chevy: IIIII
Ford: IlI
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ford all the way!
CHEVYYYY
FUCK ALL THREE
JEEPS ARE THE BEST
jeeeeeeeeeeeep chrysler wooooooo
Jeeps are made by the same company that makes Dodge. There goes your unique answers. :P
It never ceases to amaze and push me when I...
I was the best person to live my life, and the universe (or God, if you so believe) knew this and gave me the honor of being able to say, “Yes, this is me, this is my life, and I am perfect for it.”
One car bomb and one Guiness were had tonight on...
Get to see the boyfriend tomorrow, finally. I have a feeling we’ll be wasted within an hour or two.
Cannot wait for his face. And drinks. And sloppy drunken sex.
It shall be a good night, without school or work on Monday.
(HB, if you see this, I still intend to do your pictures, but I intend to be hungover in the process. Hahaha.)
I wonder if one of my good friends realizes that...
“Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I prefer to...”
– Kurt Vonnegut (via patrickdonohue)
Forget the 2 book series I am in the middle of.
I will now commence the re-reading of Slaughterhouse V.
Goodnight.
“Most of the shadows of this life are caused by our standing in our own sunshine.”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via attitudeandsyndicate)
“Passing tests doesn’t begin to compare with searching and inquiring and pursuing...”
– Noam Chomsky on the purpose of education. (via explore-blog)
Stumbled across some home video files on my laptop...
1) My nephew has always been absolutely fucking adorable.
2) Grams’s voice = <3. I miss it, so much. And her laugh.
3) Who the hell let my uncle hold the camera?
4) I’ve never realized how pushy and contentious and loud my entire family is, even in good moods and on happy days.
5) Who let my uncle get away with all the fat jokes whilst holding the camera?
6) Why did he never...
Sometimes I hate being the dependable friend,
the one you can call at 11 at night to come pick you up because you can’t stop crying enough to sleep.
I was peeved at first, but I really do love my friends, and would do anything for them.
And, sometimes, I get the opportunity to talk about things that wouldn’t normally come up, like Grams, and I realize just how much we all need each other, regardless of what’s going on or...
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