March 2012
2 posts
Some things are meant to be scrawled on napkins or...
That’s the only way they can achieve their full flavor.
I wish my cousin knew how excited I am about this...
My mom keeps saying things like “Oh, that’s where you two are going? That’s a very grown up thing to do” Which, though intended to convince me of the maturity constantly creeping up on me, only makes me feel more childlike. I keep thinking that this questioning whether I’m actually losing my cihldhood or not is part of her plot to keep me five years old forever, then...
Aristotle: We are what we repeatedly do.
Plato: Well then I guess I'm YOUR MOM
Plato: *high fives Socrates*
February 2012
164 posts
People should listen to Harry more often.
Harry: Someone's going to steal the Sorcerer's Stone.
Teachers: LOL, kids these days!
Harry: There's a voice saying it's wants to kill...
Hermione: Hearing voices isn't normal.
Harry: Sirius Black is innocent.
Ministry of Magic: LOL, NO.
Harry: I didn't put my name in the Goblet of Fire.
Everyone: Yes you did.
Harry: Voldemort's returned.
Ministry of Magic: You just want attention.
Harry: Draco Malfoy is a Death Eater.
Everyone: Cool story, bro.
Harry: The Deathly Hallows are real.
Hermoine: that's stupid.
“She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris.”
– - Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary (via seabois)
Bon Iver: And I told you to be patient, and I told you to be fine. I told you to be balanced, and I told you to be kind, but now all your love is wasted. And then who the hell was I?
Death Cab: So one last touch and then you'll go and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more. But it was vile, and it was cheap and you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me. Yeah, you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
Radiohead: But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling if I just turn and run. And it wears me out... It wears me out. If I could be who you wanted, if I could be who you wanted all the time... all the time.
Brand New: You are calm and reposed, let your beauty unfold. Pale white like the skin stretched over your bones, spring keeps you ever close. You are secondhand smoke, you are so fragile and thin standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins.
Nicki Minaj: You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, yeah you a you a stupid hoe.You a stupid hoe you a you a stupid hoe. You stupid stupid, you a stupid hoe
This classroom smells like a mix of sewer lines...
I’m going to throw up.
Is this real life?
I have a date tomorrow. It’s the first in a while.
This was the 8th time he’s asked me.
It got sweeter every time, from slipping me notes, to writing on my hand.
As I walked by and he was waiting on his table, he pulled me to the group, introduced me to everyone there, and asked me to go to dinner with him. As friends. To hang out. A friend date to begin.
After turning very red,...
March = blonde.
Life is short.
I’m cutting another inch off of my hair and dying it lighter.
Anonymous asked: High low. I just wanted to stop by and tell you that you're beautiful. :3 Have a good night.