Post Hoc Ergo Propter Hoc

Welcome. I'm Anya, 23, from NC to Brooklyn to Italia

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first update in a loooooong time but this is oh so true these days. How do I turn that into words though aghh

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Emotional And Expressive Photographs Showcased By The NYC Dance Project

Fashion and beauty photographer Ken Browar and dancer and photographer Deborah Ory are the founders of the NYC Dance Project have explored the world of dancers intimately through their lenses, documented in a book called the Art of Movement. 

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Soo, here’s my annual boy drama ramble. This time: hunky-dory guy that I’ve been in touch with over summer told me (v nicely) that there’s someone else for him and we should just be friends. I’m like k cool. Rejection stings, but we weren’t serious, so no biggie. Friendship is also cool. Fast forward two weeks after he tells me, he invites me to a party for his rugby team. Fun stuff. 5 min before the party I find out he’s bringing his other lady friend (who lives in a different town, so I wasn’t to assume she’d be there). I (half) jokingly tell him ‘fuck youu’ because I was not mentally prepared to see him with the other girl at a party.  But whatever. The party is fun, rugby dudes are fun and like to dance. I like to dance. Found me a cute one to dance with. Wasn’t trying to mack or anything because I was trying to play it cool and not like I was hitting on anyone out of spite. But maybe I made out with the other guy anyway.... but ok, it was after I looked over at hunky-dory to see him mackin’ on his lady.  Then later when I talked to hunky-dory he seemed salty about it?? And now he’s not answering my texts even though I said sorry if I was a little tasteless for making out with his team mate.  I don’t even feel that sorry and I do not deserve this saltttttt. Other guy is cute and wants to hang but Ahhhhhhh I don’t to feel guilty or like I have to sneak around hunky-dory’s back about it. I should stop calling him hunky-dory. Just gonna call him N. 

Maybe he’s not salty and I’m making it up in my head. Whatever.

Either way, I’m prettier than the other girl so HA. Right? Ugh, it’s all stoopid. 

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Watch: She sticks it even harder to Trump with a line about “reality TV” and tweeting

[thathatisisnt]

oh gosh. oh man. when the thing you’ve been waiting/hoping/daydreaming about for so long finally happens, I am all a-FLUTTER. I want to like SKIP from place to place ackkkkk.  oof rugby players though, man. so.CUTE.  Also v proud of my Finnish genes carrying me through last night while drinking with a bunch of rugby dudes. I did not die and I made it to work in the morning ayyy. 

oh but gosh momma may I just make out with that yummy beefcake for ever and ever ahhhhh

!!!!!!

[thathatisisnt]

SO...I can draw noses now. Go me! That means I can draw lips, eyes, noses....but I CaAN’T FRIKKEN PUT THEM ALL TOGETHER tO SAVE MY LIFE. 

All my faces turn out like some fuhckkkked up mutants. Or like racist caricatures, which is nOT what I’m going for... 

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Watch: President Obama brought the house down at his last White House Correspondents Dinner.

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WHAT IS THISSSS ????? ?!? /??C AN I SHOW THIS TO MY STUDENTS FOR A LESSON BECAUSE OHHHH MY GAWD THIS IS RICHHHH.

holy shit, we’re never going to have a president this cool again. 

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He has a Vespa, awesome abs, and speaks the same three languages that I do, I meAN COME ON!

JUST MAKE OUT WITH ME ALREADY and keep taking me out on your Vespa because wowwie that’s dreamy

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[thathatisisnt]

oh my godd do I miss certain American Foods

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Funny how the world works sometimes. I was going through a bout of terrible, awful luck over the last few weeks, and feeling rather disconnected and bogged down by a lot of small things. Just all-around, bad juju in the air. The whole time I had been thinking to myself that I needed to blow off steam physically by going for a run or doing more rigorous exercise, mostly to just get out of this kind of negativity cloud I’ve been stuck under (whether it’s self-produced or just circumstance).

And so, today, I went for a run, and I feel great. I do feel like I let off a lot of steam, so that’s wonderful, but it’s funny to me how on this same day, hours after the run, so many lucky, positive things have been clicking into place.  Has my good juju been restored by happenstance? Is it just my outlook on things that has changed? ...should I run more to get more lucky yummy things??? 

Anyway. Something to ponder.

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Wizarding World: Professors

Snape goes up to the counter and orders the same thing he’s ordered every day from Starbucks for over a decade. “After all this time?” asks the barista. “Always,” he replies.

Umbridge likes the red holiday cups, but wonders if they come in pink.

Gilderoy Lockhart insists that he is a naturally gifted barista. He starts a small fire behind the counter.

Professor Sprout orders a herbal tea. It’s so hot that it emits a high-pitched whistling. Several patrons of the Starbucks keel over.

Professor Sinistra orders a dark roast, but the baristas forget to make it.

Minerva McGonagall usually orders a grande non-fat latte, no whip, half-caf every morning at precisely 7:40AM, but it’s game day, so she gets a red velvet frappucino with caramel bits on top to match her red and gold outfit, complete with face paint. She’s grown attached to the trophy in her office and isn’t keen on giving it up to Professor Snape.

Firenze goes into the Starbucks, and the centaurs will never let him back out.

Professor Quirrell orders a caramel brulee latte and a dark roast. “Two coffees just for you, sir?” asks the barista. “I… I’m addicted to caffeine,” Quirrell responds nervously while simultaneously coughing, somehow.

Professor Trelawney orders hot tea for everyone in the Starbucks, then proceeds to read everyone’s leaves. Unsurprisingly, 100% of the patrons are doomed to die within the fortnight. She puts the drinks on Dumbledore’s tab.

Dumbledore orders the phoenix latte. The baristas follow his instructions carefully, only to have it explode upon completion. They can’t believe they trusted him for so long only to have this be the end goal after all.

[thathatisisnt]

ok but this is beautiful. well done. well done.

also i miss reading the hp books. i suppose i should go find them in their italian versions...

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top quality presidential coverage. U-S-A! U-S-A!

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What i want most, is to know what you hear in the silence between us.

William C.Hannan (via iamfawad)

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