January 2011
what always helps
ignify:
i’ve spent the majority of this week not in a corner - so as to narrowly avoid a cliché - but in an empty room. if there’s one thing i absolutely hate about the writing process, it’s the beginning. i only blindly direct myself into a corner while i’m already writing something - which, in my experience, is much less intimidating than being in an empty room. when i’m in a corner, i simply...
wow, ok, what
NO. my earbuds can’t be broken. NOOO NO NO NO NO
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OOOOHHHHHWWW WE’RE FORCE-FED POP CULTURE SHIT WE’RE STAYIN’ UP LATE THINKIN’—?
dbelanger:
wrote this a couple nights ago, this...
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justice
Angela: I’m not voting. Jim: No one cares.
This has got to be my favorite part of all seasons of The Office so far.
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tea
I evade the guilt brought from spending every morning indulging in sleep by busying myself for the requisite length of time before I must tear myself out from my hermitage due to prickling hunger. Whatever meal I force myself to select from that giant vat is less disappointing when followed by a cup of tea. My wretched afternoons focused on killing time have now become exceedingly pleasant...
WatchThis is why I love The Office.
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the other
It is not that I hope for or expect the best of things. But I am always incredibly joyful when the best of things comes along.
Darling Dilettante: Inflection --> Meaning →
darlingdilettante:
I didn’t say she stole my money.
I didn’t say she stole my money. —> [but someone said it]
I didn’t say she stole my money. —> [I definitely didn’t say it]
I didn’t say she stole my money. —> [but I implied it]
I didn’t say she stole my money. —> [but someone stole it]
I…
What’s crazy to think about is that when you add other variables like...
OH MY GOD
BRETT JUST SAID HE CRAVED SUSHI TODAY can someone please link me to the gif of that toddler ripping his undershirt off
song i have to dance to when i hear it: goooolddigger
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sunflowers, at the end of the world: writing and... →
writing and reading decrease our sense of isolation. they deepen and widen and expand our sense of life: they feed the soul. when writers make us shake our heads with the exactness of their prose and their truths, and even make us laugh about ourselves, our buoyancy is restored. we are given a…
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NO
one barely satisfying short dream about me finally getting to tell off someone i don’t like DOES NOT warrant the longest, most graphic and most terrifying dream about psychological warfare and violent, murderous hate crimes against middle eastern families involving beheading, arson and attacks by rabid undead women.
Happy 19th Birthday, Grace!
now go get drunk
NO MO WAITEEN. NAO I PAINT
“Even when I’m dead, I’ll swim through the Earth,
like a mermaid of the soil,...”
– Jeffrey McDaniel, The Archipelago Of Kisses (via la-fete)
WANT WUNT SUSHI
how do i make myself not care about something?