spectator of my own stupidity

"As far as I'm concerned, I came out of the womb spouting cynicism and wishing for rain."

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I was within a 3km radius of Anthony Bourdain when I was a baby and I'm never letting it go.

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And what if I became Bosnian

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Can we have a queer slav in a piece of media who isn't russian thank you

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Yessss I got my lucky number for my jersey !!!!!!!!

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The skin on my shoulder is peeling ??????

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Made my brother watch Derry Girls and now he's begging to watch more... baby you're 11 and it's past your bedtime...

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sorry to anyone who followed me for anything. you're not getting that

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most beautiful instagram account

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My grandpa has been sitting still and working on some documents for hours now and I finally asked him what he's doing. "Editing a poetry book for a guy who.... writes really bad poems."

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I'm not the moon, I'm not even a star, am I right lads?

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No one gets it like John Lennon and MItski do

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When The Beatles had a few beers and we'd dropped some pills it was all fun. Pretty often we were all filled up with the stuff, partly because Preludin was so easy to come by. As a matter of fact it was sold on prescription in the pharmacy as a slimming pill. Consequently the pep-pill situation got a little out of hand, and one of the results was that we spent many hours talking uncontrollably. This - combined with the fact that all of us had just learnt to let go with each other - made us involve ourselves in hour-long discussions about our innermost needs, wishes... you name it, we talked about it. We really let it all out. I remember one specific morning that was very much one of those times. John and I had been rapping on and on. We went into the coffee shop by the Top Ten, and there was little Paul sitting all alone at a table, his jaw just rolling with prellies as well. He screamed out, 'Talk to me, someone please talk to me!' So of course we continued our talk as a threesome!

Klaus Voormann in Hamburg Days, Astrid Kirchherr & Klaus Voormann (1999)

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trying to get this 2010 sony walkman to work and I'll be so honest I don't think this has any life left in it

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One day I'm going to get a coverup tattoo that isn't actually a cover up tattoo but just this image badly stretched out to cover the entirety of my forearm

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What could possibly happen when you sleep in in a cold room with an open window? Well for example you drean that you're visiting your grandparents and then your country starts getting bombed. For example.

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gif party!!!

[consequence-of-conscience]

Every time I get tired from standing at the stove I imagine Anthony Bourdain coming up behind me and whispering in my ear tenderly that I need to finish. And then I do. Who am I to disagree.