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Girl on my floor today: "Yeah if I could I'd grow a beard. You can store shit in those."
Where do squirrels get the fucking nerve
I have discovered a new word. Hobbledehoy. I will use it with relish.
My psych professor only shaved half of his beard. I was not ready for this class.
Update: he shaved everything but half his beard. I'm still not ready
My psych professor only shaved half of his beard. I was not ready for this class.
You know fucking what? If you want the flying birds breaking away from a feather tattoo, then fucking get it. If you want the dandelions on your shoulder, then you get those dandelions. If you want a Chinese symbol for hope or peace or some shit, then do it. Just because something is popular doesn’t mean it’s cliché to get it. Tattoos can mean something to you, or maybe you just liked how it looked. It doesn’t matter. Don't let other people tell you it does, because in the end, they’re the ones that don’t matter.
We are easily impressed by bagel slicers.
My roommate is super pissed because the pizza guy didn't show up. Death threats are being made, knives are being sharpened. There will be pain tonight.
Sex is a sensation caused by temptation, when a man puts his location in a woman's destination, did you understand the explanation or would you like a demonstration?
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Common sense is a paine in my ass.
More roommate shenanigans...
Last night my roommate and I were attempting to whistle with our fingers. We gave up when neither of us could actually do it, but we started whistling out of our window, just like a cat call kind of thing. And someone started whistling back. It was a good night.
Sometimes when I look at other people’s bookshelves on tumblr, I get really envious.
Because my bookshelves aren’t as big and as full, my books not as new and shiny and matching as other people’s.
Because more than half my books are used, have cracked spines, yellowed pages, non-descript covers and are mismatched with their peers, no matter how I arrange them.
Because I don’t have lots of money to spend on books and if I do I can’t be picky. I might have to choose between getting one pretty new book for the month, or five battered, used ones. And there will be months when I don’t get any books at all.
My bookshelves will never be as pretty and impressive as the ones of other booklrs, and I am sure that I am not the only one, so I want to tell myself and everyone who feels like this: Your shelves are beautiful. Your worth as a person is not defined by how many books you have. Neither is your status as a reader, or a bookworm, or a booklr. You are enough, and used books and library books and mismatched books and damaged books are every bit as amazing as shiny, pretty new books.
And, what’s more important, the stories inside them are just as magical, just as fascinating.
Don’t get yourself down. Your bookshelves are beautiful, and so are you.
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Word to mother.
I think the older books have a beauty new ones don't have. The old ones tell a story, the cheap ones with the tips and tears contain that. There's a poetry in the patterns on those books that I find more remarkable than any brand new book could contain. The new ones are pretty, but they're only just born. They haven't experienced things yet.
I learned today that my sister's so-called friends are hypocrites and I would very much like to stab all of them with my roommate's knives.
My roommate sent me this.
Wait but is he actually crying?!? Oh my god, Alex no :(
The floor above us is having a party on a Wednesday night. Not really sure what they're thinking cause, you know, there's class tomorrow and all that.
I really despise Paramore, and I’m not really sure why.