But it's so easy in this blue where everything is good (at Verdon Gorge)
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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cherry valley forever
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Three Goblin Art
trying on a metaphor
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One Nice Bug Per Day

if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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dirt enthusiast
noise dept.

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But it's so easy in this blue where everything is good (at Verdon Gorge)
The Rap Yearbook // Shea Serrano There was a class at Berkeley about Nas's Illmatic, like, a whole, five unit class dedicated to unpacking Illmatic
“Hi I’m Elle Woods, and this is Bruiser Woods, and we’re both Gemini vegetarians”
Shay Mitchell and Ashley Bensons out in Milan
Man this place sucks, I'm never coming back here again
A teenager leaving the farmers market in a huff
i’m steve jobs
tumblr user @marrryoom, at breakfast, right now (via corbindewitt)
I'm proud of the girl that Hotline Bling is about
Guess who woke up this morning and booked herself a room in Laguna Beach next weekend
Amy Winehouse, from In Her Own Words BBC (2015) (x)
The Rap Yearbook // Shea Serrano
I like, don’t want to talk about it, but last night I cried at the Florence show, and not because of the emotional baggage I bring to the music, but because Florence Welch is an ethereal transcendent fairy goddess and I will go to my grave swearing that she made eye contact with and smiled at me and that’s why I woke up this morning, because an ethereal transcendent fairy goddess blessed me.
I googled Brett the Christian Boy Next Door who was editor in chief of my high school paper the year before me and found his wedding website, where I learned that him and his soon to be wife went to see the movie Ted on their first date, but not before going to "his favorite neighborhood restaurant BJ's"
Clare sent this text just as Strong by One Direction started playing
I can somehow never say The Greek Theater without also saying "I graduated there," and sometimes I think that's why I have complicated feelings about the Greek, because graduation is weird and fleeting and it's interesting to have complex feelings about it and the place that the Event unfolded, but I probably just have complicated feelings about graduation and the place that that Event unfolded because neither of my parents flew out from Abu Dhabi to California to attend my graduation, so it was just my sister and my best friends, and it was weird and sad, and when I walked and was sad about how neither of my parents were there I just kept thinking "they paid for it and I'm debt free and that's all that should matter," and that's all that does matter, it's not like anyone flew out from Lebanon to attend my dad's graduation not for his BA, MBA, or Phd, but also I think the whole physical place just housed so much of a certain kind of pain and hustle and angst and they paid for all of it and it would have been nice to have them there, to physically and ceremonially touch the places that shaped me in so many ways
Dear Public Library System,
We hope you use some of the $12 million in hotel taxes to keep the library open later.
Love, Airbnb
Rich people acting like taxes are some kind of mandated charity instead of, ummm, a small price (ESP for rich ppl) to pay for living in a city with a working sewer system, public education, running water, electricity, mended roads, &c. What a bunch of shits.
A good response:
Dear Airbnb,
I’m happy to hear that you paid your taxes this year. I did too! Isn’t it awesome? However, I’ve crunched some numbers and I have some bad news for you. Out of your $12 mil of hotel tax, only 1.4% percent goes to the SF Public Libraries. So that’s $168,000. Divided by the 868 library staff, we have $193 per person. Assuming each employee works 5 days per week minus holidays, this is $0.78 per employee per day. Since that’s significantly under San Francisco minimum wage ($12.25/hr), I doubt that your hotel tax can keep the libraries open more than a minute or two later.
However, had you donated that $8 million you spent fighting Proposition F directly to the public libraries you love so much, that could have made a bigger difference.
Oh well. Hindsight is 20/20!
Love,
Martha Kenney (San Francisco resident)
I cried
Felt weird at work today so I went looking for this picture of Olivia Munn holding a bunny at Sean Parker’s wedding