I actually need this.
I never noticed that Jan Terri is on this. Aaaaaah! Killing me!
For anyone looking to purchase, these are shirts you can find if you investigate Hunx and His Punx band tees.
And yes, I do own one ;)
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I really never ask for rides. I don’t. I prefer biking in freezing temperatures to exude independence in my poor lifestyle.
Yet somehow my roommates with a car that I asked to go grocery shopping today “forgot” and got drunk either at the house or at a holiday party they failed to mention was happening.
I’m sorry. My family is not here. Just my boyfriend and our cat. And we are having a potluck of other unfortunates who don’t have a family to go to, for various reasons. I don’t have the luxury of doing nothing and just rolling up to my moms house for food she slaved over. Why? Because she is Virginia in a nursing home dying of Alzheimer’s. And I don’t mention these things again, exuding independence in the unfortunate cards I’ve been dealt.
But don’t just tell me to suck it up and go tomorrow. Why? To punish the minimum wage slaves who are being forced to cater to last minute whims of the corporate shit pile? No.
The one day me and those I love all have off of our shitty meaningless jobs to eat and drink and feel like we belong to someone.
Fuck it. I’m cancelling thanksgiving, and all of you can suck a dick.
Tell myself this every day….
And then fail.
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Magical Pixie Dream Girl critique aside….
I can’t imagine someone taking that much effort to dye their hair, would have such a shitty wardrobe. Do better wardrobe.
We need to keep it a secret.
The AHS fandom on Tumblr is giving me all kinds of life….
As I hide from ghouls on my porch.
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I’ve been sucked into Sleepy Hollow.
Historical fiction, fantasy, horror, AND A BLACK STRONG FEMALE PROTAGONIST WHO DON’T NEED NO MAN?
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I watched this video and almost threw up. Fourteen and a half foot tall bike ridden in L.A. It is indeed, stupid tall
Tomorrow I turn 25.
I randomly filled out my FAFSA today because my best idea is to hide in academia where careers and student loans can’t touch me.
What am I doing. Tell me.
So now I’m gonna go get drunk. Kthxbai.
white girl messy bun tutorial
i still get hate about this
White girl messy bun. Ya know, when it’s 46 degrees out and you just wanna wear a sweatshirt, Nike shorts, and some Uggs. Very versatile.
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Because I am a hoarder, I still have my Nov 2010 issue of @nylonmag featuring Nashville. Good fucking find. #nashville (play guess who with the crowd)
1. Concede that I will be an underemployed “creative type” who mingles about and has input into “the scene” with little benefit to a career.
2 . Concede that I can be more successful and go back to school to get an employable skill/degree while trying to maintain my love of diy creativity in some suit environment.
3. Sit on my hands and do nothing but complain.
And we all know how much I live to complain. That’s not a typo.
OK seriously guys.
Stop romanticizing this fucker right the fuck now.
That first picture is his final self portrait. Look how haggard and gaunt he is.
When you are severely malnutritioned there is a point of no return when it becomes impossible to rebound without serious medical intervention. It is most likely the case that he was already “dead” in that picture.
He wandered off into the wilderness, jerking off the ghost of David Thoreau, with absolutely zero survival experience.
He had no idea how the Alaskan river system changed with the seasons and got trapped on the wrong side of a river.
He had no idea how to preserve game and watched a whole moose rot in the summer sun.
He had no way for anyone to help him when the tits inevitably went up and died alone in the back of an abandoned bus.
He didn’t die from eating poisonous seeds (which would be ignorant enough) but because he literally starved to death having no ability to provide for himself in the most inhospitable place in North America.
Every book, movie, or documentary you’ve seen about him has been a fabrication pushed by his rich family who don’t want to admit their son killed himself by waltzing into a frozen meat grinder.
I fucking hate this rich asshole and every book and movie about him.
I truly hate romanticizing idiots. And this explanation is perfect. Into the Wild: Inside the Mind of an Idiot.
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