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i dont care if monday sucks... tuesday cost me sixty bucks... wednesday thursday give no fucks. it's friday im a duck
Jealous Ilya is everything to me đ
shoutout to the most unhelpful reminder ive ever put into my phone
*turns my attention inwards* mmmmm. no *turns my attention back outwards* oh god
Salman Toor (Pakistani, b. 1983, Lahore, Pakistan, based Bushwick, Brooklyn, NY, USA) - Floating Bookshelf II, 2018, Paintings: Oil on Panel
We heard what you said about bearding⌠it wasnât cool
âFinish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.â
â Ralph Waldo Emerson (via childrenofthetao)
im saying shit like this to women all the time
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I think a lot about who I am to other people in the worldâparticular who I am to strangers as a mere concept in their lives.
Today this woman called our information desk and said, âmy sonâs band is playing tonight. I want to come see him, but he never answers his phoneâŚ..I want to be there. Have you heard anything about his band?â
And I felt so bad for this lady but Iâm not in the music scene around here so I had to tell her no, sorry.
Five hours later, Iâm hiking and run into a group of guys setting up for some outdoor performance, and as I watch them unload the drums it hits me.
âHey,â I said, âare yâall in a band?â
They said yeah and smiled and I told them âone of your moms called today. She wants to watch you play, but she canât get a hold of you. Call your mom.â
And they all pulled out their phones and started discussing whose mom it probably was as they presumably dialed their own.
And now, unless we meet again and recognize each other, thatâs who Iâll be forever to those guysâsome mysterious courier for mom-messages who came out of the woods and told them their mom called.
I didnât even tell them why their mom called me. Who am I to their mom?? Nobody even asked. They just took my word for it and called their mothers.
Amazing.
IâM LAUGHING!!! THEY DIDNâT EVEN ASK WHO I AM.
the thing about phone in bed is that it's so awesome. almost makes you feel like betraying & destroying yourself for nothing isn't all so bad
my least favorite literary smut turn of phrase is when a guy is like âim gonna ruin this pussyâ âim gonna wreck this pussy for anyone elseâ like stop.. thats not yoursâŚ!
âImma destroy that pussyâ my friend đ