January 2012
92 posts
Tonight.
Walking along a tightrope, balancing between alone and lonely. Such a tenuous link. Walking along a tightrope, balancing between being something or being nothing. Make me one or the other, don’t treat me as both. Each day is a new challenge and something different, but I feel stuck in my own fucked up version of Groundhog Day. Never moving forward, not really. Caught in a web and desperately...
I will be my own valentine because I'm fucking...
hahafunniest:
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I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, then all at once.
– John Green (The Fault In Our Stars)
Today, in my life.
babybirch:
Just had to assign a piece of correspondence for action. It was entitled “Request for assistance to stop domestic pigeons roosting on his roof”.
Yep, I’ll get someone right on that for you.
Seriously.
I fucking love my workplace.
nenurplelove:
OH
MY
GOD.
THIS MIGHT JUST BE
THE BEST THING
THAT HAS EVER
BEEN POSTED ON
TUMBLR .
This is amazing, just watch it!!!
WHAT THE FUCK
LMFAOOOOOOOOOOO lovethiss
WATCH IT NOW NOW NOW.
let’s bring this back again, shall we?
what we feel most has no name: Finally finished... →
babybirch:
Finally finished Anne Carson’s Plainwater. She talks of love, the ways of love, penance. Spanish idioms. Coger en un trampa (“to catch in a trap”) or Coger por el buen camino (“to get the right road”). Pilgrims. In an Anthropology of Water about the appeal, comfort of the faceless. A voice…
School - cats edition;
Waking up in the morning.
On the way to school.
Seeing your friends.
Seeing those bitches you hate.
Seeing your crush.
Get called on in class.
Get homework.
See two bitches fighting like
And you watch them like
Lunch time.
More classes.
The final bell rings.
Go home and get on Tumblr.
Go to bed.