February 2012
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british boys: hey babe, how are you? you look lovely today
american boys: whaddup shawty you lookin good winna winna chicken dinna hellz yeah lets get naked
Let me just attest to the accuracy of this for a second. When Ashlee and I were in London we were swooning because all the boys just said hello and smiled instead of making animal noises and yelling.
^^amen.
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i really enjoy eating honey roasted peanuts. however, i don’t like that i have to wipe my salt encrusted fingers off every time before continuing to tippy tappy on my keyboard. this goes to show that savannah and i are not alike in all ways. you all should see her mouse pad. but seriously.
love you, sav.
Yoga with Emily
Yoga Instructor: "Bring your knees to your chest and give yourself a nice hug."
Emily: *mutters under breath* "I love you, Emily."
Me: "Really?"
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January 2012
94 posts
Love you so much it just turns to hate.
caitlinmcginnis:
Hole music fest on the way home from Chicago.
mannnnn
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swaylikeasmokygrey:
wine is not an appropriate substitute for coke zero.
i should not be this buzzed when i have to wake up at 5.
potpourri: every tuesday and thursday ashlee and i... →
swaylikeasmokygrey:
every tuesday and thursday ashlee and i sit in the conference room during lunch for increased sanity and distance from others. today, a 40-something with wrinkle hiding bangs and a tan enters, stops dead in her tracks. “are you…are you all here for…the meeting?” she stammers.
i am distracted by…
“Oh, darling, you will be good to me, won’t you? Because we’re going to have a...”
– Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via aestivial)
“The beauty of things must be that they end.”
– Jack Kerouac, Tristessa (via honeyforthehomeless)
