June 2011
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karjahr replied to your post: Sometimes I have the incredible desire to Add a…
my goodness i miss you
You should know, checking your tumblr is a part of my daily internet routine. Also people are always asking if my roommate is “the little blonde one” ;).
Sometimes I have the incredible desire to Add a Text Post. Nothing more, nothing less. I don’t need to make people think and I don’t need to make people laugh and I don’t need to make people feel anything. I don’t write for you. I just want to fill up this box with words. And I do, I fill this box —or start to— way more than you’d ever know by looking at...
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Anna’s narrowed eyes
Mary’s couch
The Fray
raspberries
The Office theme song
Anonymous asked: GOD HOW OLD ARE YOU FOUR?
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JK Rowling Announces:
She is a witch and Harry Potter lives breathes and walks among us
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oops_theres_eggshell_in_these_brownies.jpg
Sidenote: Hey tumblr, how old would you guess I am?
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Hey Dad. I think you’re pretty swell. And I’m a lot more like you than I ever thought possible.
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I am now incredibly certain that whoever first uttered the phrase “Beauty is pain” was a fair-skinned [pale as hell] irishwoman just stepping out of a ferocious shower after spending from 11am-2pm under an un-occluded fireball [sun]. All she wanted was a little bit of tan.
On a positive note my skin is all one tone now.
Also if you need a mini heat radiator I may be willing to rent...
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Touch a piano: I will like you
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Eating bread and cheese.
Watching Psych with the little brother
Downloading some Raffi
All I really need out of life
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The bunny hopped over the river and landed in a bush of azaleas but wait each individual azalea was in reality a portal but unfortunately for bunny he landed across two different azaleas and from his head to his stomach was ripped into an azalea tunnel towards Flahrs The Land Of Marzipan while from his kidneys to his tail whirled and sped into the azalea of oblivion, aka Old Spice Commercials On...
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Remembered to turn on the Bonnaroo webcast of Arcade Fire right as they started playing my favorite song off The Suburbs.
Almost makes not being at Bonnaroo right now less physically painful.
Almost.
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“In the end, a man turns into what he thinks he is, however large or small. It is...”
– Special Topics in Calamity Physics, Marisha Pessl
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“You’re living with this definition of feminist that doesn’t exist! There aren’t rules, you don’t have to fit into a box.”
“But I do! It’s like the KKK. I’M A MEMBER OF THE KKK!”
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I spend way too much time thinking about a world in which the roles of the squirrel and the human are reversed.
