tomorrow the bar is hosting a private party and it’s Mad Men themed. I’m hosting at the door. SUGGESTIONS!
loses the second sock after putting on the first shoe-sock combo at least 65% of the time?!
Well what if infatuation did turn to love? what if i can’t sleep alone? why did we make so many promises while we watched the day come round? were we building a tower as high as we could just for the magnificence of watching it fall? you know i’ll visit you when breath turns to cloud, when Time Square, save for power, should stop. the subways still running, we’ll make...
i'm writing again. i'm out of the cave.
for some reason, i feel like this post is mostly for Ansley. i have no idea why. it’s TO everyone, but i think it’s FOR ansley.
Crotchets & Quibblings: Things Advertising Taught... →
zoearcher: Women love to clean; they love it so much, they wear nice clothes when scrubbing the toilet and they dance with their mops. Only women know how to clean or use cleaning products. The moment a man says his wedding vows, he becomes an infantilized moron with no judgment skills and…
totally listening to Anberlin at the laundromat...
i will listen to music that i TRULY LIKE. for the REST of my life. i don’t give a deep fried flip what anyone has to say about it. on that note, i also like listening to: THE DIXIE CHICKS HANSON THE JONAS BROTHERS JOHN MAYER MICHAEL BUBLE THE CARPENTERS JUSTIN BEIBER JASON REEVES so suck it. love yall.
I GOT THE JOB.
but now i’m very very tired because i got off at 12:30 last night and hung out with friends until 4…and i’m going to be responsible and do my laundry right now. COFFEEE.
i'm going to clean today.
-my room -the porch -the backyard -the hall -the bathroom THEN I’M GONNA LIGHT CANDLESSSS. ..but first i think i’ll go pick up a latte…
I just realized that I subconsciously took the tat idea from my wife..guess i can’t do it anymore. pretty sweet idea though. can’t believe i sleepwalked around with her idea for weeks. HAHAHAHAHAAA.
in other news,
only a handful of people approached me on campus today in regards to my music/shows while i was wearing sweat pants, running shoes, and a trinity hoodie. that’s not a win…but it’s definitely not a lose. don’t get me wrong- i like the fact that we’re accruing a following, but a girl needs a day to wear her pajamas to school and look like death.
i have a call back
for a position at a jazz club called Dazzle tonight. imma look fly. i REALLLLLYYYY hope i get this job. it’s on the outskirts of downtown (close to me), my roommate works sound there, it’s in the top 100 jazz clubs in the world, holds the best jazz club in the state title, and they would be paying me 10 an hour IN CASH at the end of the night. this needs to happen to me please.
joyandbicycles: postmarkmycompass: I’m going to start writing in this more often. I just don’t want to become a constant reposter. Because let’s be honest, does anyone need more stupid pictures of bikes, people in bands, girls in high wasted pants, douche bags in Ray-Bans or “graphic designs” that allude to the Smiths? I think not. THIS IS ALL I REBLOG, GARBOR. i laughed. a lot. just then.
please let this be me one day.
suddenly realise you made up a historical event...
History Exam Today
i think i've decided
on a lower half sleeve of different flowers that represent influential women in my life.
I'm gonna sit here and eat my lentils
and not care about the world tonight.
I love french music.
Especially when I’m sitting in a cafe with Matt. After I tackle this math thing, I’m going to go home, make tofu stir fry, and watch a bunch of episodes of the Tudors. Because that show rocks. Tha End.
Hey guys. Be jealous of my boo. →
Baby, we're all born to die.: I am not trash. →
alldreamscorrupted: I am worth knowing, I am worth loving. I am a vibrant, caring, funny, and talented person, and these traits outshine even my darkest qualities. I am making a promise to myself, today, to never allow someone to undermine or damage my self-worth, to never allow myself to believe the negative things…
Need to Get My Shit Together.
Just cried a lot with my roommates. I’m thankful to live with awesome dudes. I want to like life again. I can feel it coming. I just gotta power through.
Show was too good last night.
You know you were well received when 20 people who happened to catch your show end up at your house afterward for a post show set. EXHAUSTED. THANKFUL.
Isn’t it funny how you can ache just from the deadly drone of existence?– Charles Bukowski (via thechocolatebrigade)
For those who fight for it, life has a flavor the sheltered will never know.– Wise man, Sucker Punch (via krystalrenae)