August 2010
Have you heard about Betty?
Betty Spaghetti!
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Dead Man’s Bones performs “Pa Pa Power” for the elderly.
I feel fucking fantastic
I just want a hug from every living creature right now.
root beer. chapped lips. scraps of paper. heart palpitations because of root beer. watercolors. scorpion necklace. elbows. shoes on clearance. 3 hours of sleep two days in a row and still wide awake. underwear shopping. barefeets. textbooks. stripes. ukulele. boyfriend. this magic moment by the platters. thread. lizz. sharpies....
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9000 miles and back →
I made a separate tumblr to keep up with the progress of the journal.
Everyone keeps telling me what a great idea this composition book is but I can’t take the credit for all of it. A while back, my friend Jay had the same idea. I hadn’t realized it when I made my original post, but both concepts are very similar. I just wanted to publicly apologize to anyone who thought I was robbing the idea from him, because those truly were not my intentions at...
I want to start a project.
I want to send a composition journal around to random people where they share something about themselves on a page and mail it to another person. You can paste a photo, share a secret, paste a fortune from a fortune cookie, your country’s currency, a “Do you like me?” note you received in 7th grade, a doodle, your bottle cap collection, press your favorite flower…...
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The way you drive affects everyone. →
I’ve been in a horrible state of mind all week ever since I found out this girl I went to middle school with was killed in a tragic off-road racing accident. And now after watching this, I’m ten times more horrified. It is way too easy for things like this to happen. I get teased because I drive the speed limit and I stop at yellow lights, but I do that shit for a reason.
So, I...
Leave it to monthly hormones to completely change...
I officially just convinced myself that everyone I know hates me and doesn’t give two shits about the asinine nonsense I talk about.
Come on, Aunt Flow, let’s just get this over with. I’m tired of your bullshit.
P.S. If you currently own a penis, fuck you.
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Feeling spectacular.
Slept in through the night for the first time in months, went to the school to try to squeeze in one more class before late registration closed, saw how long the line was, said “fuck that”, snuck into the computer lab, hopped on a computer somebody forgot to log out of, signed up for a photography class I needed that only had three openings left, logged out just before getting kicked...
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