November 2011
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WatchA few weeks old, but what the hell is wrong with the world that any of Stewart’s commentary about Sandusky, and the people around him over the weeks needs to be made as a dissenting point. The footage of students crying over him being fired? What the fuck is wrong with you.
There is a difference between doubt being unfairly cast over one’s character and a person allegedly being caught...
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to the windowwww \(*_*\) to the wallllllll (/*_*)/
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O GURL.
Last night i was wrestling a big goddamn golden spider in my dream. She was a spider person and I had to fend her off, she was trying to get into my thoughts and such. I popped my goddamn shoulder out of it’s socket in my sleep but I slapped that slut good. Goddamn golden spider person should have minded her own beeswax and I wouldn’t have had to slap her down, and then I...
also going to make the raddest river phoenix and crucifix collage on my wall one of these days. that’s all.
brb off to read Richard Siken and stab myself in the face all night.
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Also, for anyone’s reference, the way to my heart is to acquire me the entire box set of Family Ties.
I want to change my name to Mallory.
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Hoooo it’s a srs bznss episode of Family Ties. Huckleberry Finn has been banned at Jennifer’s school, and the entire liberal-minded Keaton family is outraged! Screw Principal Hutton! Jennifer’s doing her damn book report on Huck Finn anyhow! BIG ISSUES AND BIG HAIR. I like them odds. Also Steven said the N-word and it felt weird.
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Cold as a distant star Hot as a stolen car.
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phoenix.
it’s not the devil you imagined, all this. none of it quite the catastrophe of earlier predictions, the calamity, the shock or the grief. but it’s not good, and perhaps there’s not enough people around you that acknowledge that, that shovelling shit from one room, one city to another is just learned behaviour to keep your hands busy, keep your veins clean, keep your brain...
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At the Clare, Seabas keeps playing dreamy dark songs that feel like a soundtrack to some desperately romantic life I’m not leading. And it makes the streetlights and headlights outside splinter and it’s heavy-headed and lovely and sad.
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It was as if, in order to love Leonard fully, Madeleine had to wander into that same dark forest where he was lost.
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Ugh Eugenides you kill me.
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Sherlock S2
HOLDING HANDS HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! FRAAAAAAANDS! FRANDS WHO HOLD HAAANDS.
i like friends who hold hands.
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House date with Emma tonight. HOUSE DATE WITH EMMA TONIGHT! Prepare the rubbing oils at once *claps once for finality*
really really really trying: Kyle Sandilands... →
reallyreallyreallytrying:
Kyle Sandilands caressed the trigger of his high-powered hunting rifle and gazed coolly through the scope. His prey was hungry, tired and confused, but he would show her no mercy. She had written an article about his latest media venture, the overall tenor of which could probably be…
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I hate that feeling right about something so basic makes me act like a bitch to Seabas, that I can’t just properly direct it at the douchebag who pissed me off. I could throw up with anger right now. An official, public apology to old mate selfless Seabas for being bratty this evening, and a thank you for being so tolerant. He sometimes gets the business end of my rage when there’s no...
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i will never stop loving this gif of me and michael. i will vainly reblog forever. we are drunken camera whores who transform from apathetic malaise to the dancing bears you see before you at the slightest hint of attention. yay friends!
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what i should be doing on my day off: cleaning my room, being at the gym. what i am doing on my day off: defying science by doing actually less than actual nothing. it’s one of those i can’t really move too much weeks. i want to book a flight somewhere.
maybe i’ll get a cleaner in, just for my room. the other adults i live with manage to keep the rest of the house...
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the big cats.
There is a haze to the summer air. In the distance the Jewish school on the hill was incorporeal, aching. A white castle imagined, some mysticism it’s pupils don’t believe in, too crazy with being fourteen, with their molten flesh and power, their feline snarls. Big cats being careful with each other. There wasn’t a breeze, not the vaguest suggestion of one, just thick air being...
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Anonymous asked: Oh. One of the things I miss most about no longer having my blog - apart, of course, from being able to broadcast my final-days-of-PhD woes to all of cyberspace - is that I can't like or comment on your posts anymore. I particularly like how you are using the word 'stabby' with great frequency.
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I sometimes cannot deal with the sheer quantity of DJ/club gossip that goes around.
Honestly. There has to be something better to talk about than who is playing where and why and who’s running what and what fails and how someone got backing and what it all means and when things are opening and is this strategic. The part of me that cannot sit through staff meetings at my actual job because...
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future us.
ignore the blueprints and history, it is just him, the object, and the dusky silhouettes of future us doing insurmountable ordinary things that my normal heart could not guess at.
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super saturday show.
One hour into an eight hour remote shift. Phoebe bought us a christmas tree. My housemates are going adorably nuts with the christmas cheer. Seabas is acquiring assloads of baubles and what not, Kidney and Phoebe have bought buckets (buckets) of margarita mixes which are going to be food dyed red and green. There is talk of eggnog and christmas hat photos to be circulated to our friends. I...
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haverchuck for prez.
what today would look like if i could control that shit.
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FEELING MORE THAN A LITTLE STABBY TODAY FOR NO REASON AT ALL. ACCEPTING GIFTS OF CRISPY BACON OR NAPOLEAN MAKE UP AS I HAVE RUN OUT.
BUT NO ZOOEY DESCHANEL. FOR SOME REASON I HATE HER MOST OF ALL TODAY.
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http://www.indyprops.com/pp-gdiary1.htm →
A full reproduction of Henry Jones Sr’s Grail Diary.
Fuck. Off.
I want one so, so, s,o so bad.
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