May 2013
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good song
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I’m aware this band is mediocre. Still like...
Rebecca: brittany how do i know if someone is hispanic?
me: um
well
Rebecca: are you allowed to ask?
me: ask him like
indirectly
Rebecca: DO YOU LIKE BURRITOS?
that's what will happen.
up in the middle of the night
I can’t even begin to describe. This is a nightmare.
I for one welcome our new Yahoo overlords
I LOVE YOU MARISSA MAYER
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How do you handle missing someone you love?
I have no answer.
And once this whole fiasco ends, I’m going to be a lot braver. A lot. Life is too short.
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reasons why I love my girlfriend
AHEM
I know this is superobnoxious but bear with me. I kind of hear JGL in “500 Days.” Which saddens me but I mean this. I so mean this.
1.) her kindness
2.) she’s so goofy
3.) the sound of her laugh is gorgeous, and her smile is contagious.
4.) the fact we have these bizarre conversations made purely of weird noises that can drag on forever. it’s like we have our own...
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“One should always be drunk. That’s all that matters…But with what? With wine,...”
– Charles Baudelaire (via thekinfolksociety)
Rebecca: now if you're coming here and it
it's cheaper to fly into BWI
i'll be right there.
“My wish is that you may be loved to the point of madness.”
― André Breton”
seasicksailors:
old sport old sport old sport old sport old sport old sport old sport
a poem by jay gatsby
“Duck/Rabbit” Chana Bloch
We remember the rabbit when we see the duck, but we cannot experience both at the same time —E.H. Gombrich, Art and Illusion
WHAT do you remember? When I looked at
his streaky glasses, I wanted
to leave him. And before that? He...
Rebecca: yes i am.
which is why i'm going crazy.
i need space to run free and wild britt! free and wild!
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AG!
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ear candy
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Growing up, I was a huge Tori fan. Not so much...
“Looking For Each of Us” Linda Gregg I open the box of my favorite postcards and turn them over looking for de Chirico because I remember seeing you standing facing a wall no wider than a column where to your left was a hall going straight back into darkness, the floor a ramp sloping down to where you stood alone and where the room opened out on your right to an auditorium full...
“A Mexican worker said: “If I am a wetback because I crossed a river to get here,...”
– Luis Alberto Urrea, The Devil’s Highway (via comidalatina)
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my sweet amy, RIP
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April 2013
Zach: I wanted to do a good job
Since you are an important person to me.
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“Of Love” Mary Oliver I have been in love more times than one, thank the Lord. Sometimes it was lasting whether active or not. Sometimes it was all but ephemeral, maybe only an afternoon, but not less real for that. They stay in my mind, these beautiful people, or anyway beautiful people to me, of which there are so many. You, and you, and you, whom I had the fortune to meet, or maybe...
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a map with no ocean
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a good evening for Andrew Bird.
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This is why I love BK to pieces (almost as much as... →
kempie16:
To pieces, little pieces xoxo
James Frey??
<3
Rebecca: Putting together an evaluation of a website/twitter/facebook for a place I interviewed. Can I just write "your stuff fucking sucks" and call it a day?
