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Edward Hopper, Nighthawks (1942) / Richard Siken, Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out (2005)
i cant wait to be a piece of shit w/ a bachelors degree
Edward Hopper, Nighthawks (1942) // T.S. Eliot, “East Coker” (1940)
friendly reminder not to support john mulaney lmao
bringing this back because his delta airlines sketch is getting some notes again
woody allen youre next
the interview just OPENS with this and it completely fucking blindsided me
wait everyone has seen them right
scott pilgrim straight up killed people though and nobody cared
That’s just how Toronto is
idk why people act like children need a two parent nuclear family to turn out okay as if the entire millenial generation wasnt raised by billie joe armstrong
vampire weekend = having a good fun time being a college student on summer vacation, drinking fruity cocktails in outdoor cafes
the national = being a suicidal english professor high on opiates while wearing three tweed suits layered on top of each other. you’re crying and its snowing outside
Because they like us – we are cute and we have good smile.
Ovi, on why people talk about him and Crosby so much. (via loooooch)
the article (from October 2007) gets better after that though:
Did you run into Crosby at any point this summer?
“Yeah, I call him every day,” he said before rolling his eyes. “He’s Crosby, I’m Ovechkin. I am here. He’s over there. Why I have to call him in the summer and say, ‘Hey, what’s up buddy? What are you doing?’”
(via eternityinalake)
I think if you don’t spend at least four months out of the year battling the cold and ice and snow you lose your humanity and humility. that’s why californians are the way They Are
No proofreading we die like men
i'm never drinking orange juice again fuck florida
There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.
Leonard Cohen, Selected Poems, 1956-1968 (via feellng)
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November 8, 2016 Mood Board