December 2011
This is going to be the year of doing, saying, thinking, feeling, b e i n g whatever the fuck I want.
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Who has a twitter? Let us follow one another.
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that one friend that makes you feel like shit, constantly
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I downloaded Our Idiot Brother solely for the purpose of re-watching the end scene where Paul Rudd and that guy are making candles.
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“(Elegy for his Hands)
It was late, I was drunk, you were warm
to my hand, I...”
– Robyn Art, Notes About His Hands, Part 4
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desperate desires and unadmirable plans
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Having one of those days on tumblr where: your blog is just not aesthetically pleasing to you, nothing feels reblog-able on your dash, and so you decide to make a random text post just to have something different in between the photos and quotes created by people you don’t know.
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forever eating laying down blog 2011
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“Our fears are more numerous than our dangers, and we suffer more in our...”
I love claymation Christmas movies.
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