17yr:
woah calm down im just trying to date your dad
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You're Going To Die In Here
I'm pretty awful.
I apologize in advance.
Enjoy your time on my blog, dingus.
if I ever start referring to these as the best years of my life - remind me to kill myself.
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I'm pretty awful.
I apologize in advance.
Enjoy your time on my blog, dingus.
if I ever start referring to these as the best years of my life - remind me to kill myself.
→ Ask me anything
→ Submit
my favorite love song ever. my parents danced to this at their wedding. shit, if anyone ever sang this song to me…..
it’s funny to see what I’ve commented on stuff before
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yesss
I had this on a shirt and after 8th grade it just disappeared and I’m sad about that
(Source: harlowshiatus, via unfamiliaraffections)
“What’ve you been up to lately?”
“I dunno, like doing typography”
“Jesus Christ”
“Yeah”
A Shirtless Black Man Dares to Run Through A White Neighborhood
Eric V. Dunn is a business major at Florida Atlantic University, according to his Twitter profile.
Dunn has a simple introduction for his Vine video: “I like running through white people neighborhoods with my shirt off.”
The rest you’ll have to watch for yourself.
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“Fuck zombies! Fuck vampires! Fuck wolves. Grow the fuck up and be scared of real shit.”
— Marc Maron
What you end up remembering isn’t always the same as what you have witnessed.”
― Julian Barnes, The Sense of an Ending
GOODBYE, MY LOVER
I wrote something similar to this a while ago but I want to revisit it, given the final resumption of a show that has meant a lot to me for a really long time, The Office. I’m writing this before watching the series finale and I feel really weird about it. I sort of feel like The Office has turned into something completely different from the show I loved and had an encyclopedic knowledge of for a good portion of my adolescence, and for that reason saying goodbye to this sitcom is a lot easier than it would have been three seasons ago. As much as I wish it had been concluded when Jim and Pam got together, or when Pam got pregnant, or when Michael left (his silent goodbye on his last episode was a t e a r JERKER that I will never get over) or that the writers wouldn’t have tried to shake things up with adding in new, unnecessary characters (nobody asked for you, Clark Duke, I’m sorry but take your chubby, pale, shapeless body to Kick Ass 2 and let us be) or weird “meta” plot lines where Pam suddenly has conflicted feelings about the god damn SOUND MAN, I’ve maintained my relationship with it weekly and haven’t missed an episode ever. The Office made me want to work in TV, it was the first show I ever transcribed (which I thought was a weird thing until Mindy Kaling wrote about doing the same thing in her book which was a relief) and it honestly got me through middle school and every sad thing that happened to me up until my sophomore year of high school, where I started to learn how to talk to human beings and reality started to overwhelm my second life in Scranton, PA. The Simpsons is always the show I cite as my main inspiration and life impactor, but The Office is a close second. And like Michael had to do to Jan in “Women’s Appreciation” both The Office and The Simpsons taught me sometimes you just have to let go. As much as I cared about the quality of both these goofy TV shows, realizing that once they’ve jumped the shark you have to take what you get was hard but thanks to netflix and hulu and modern technology I can revisit all my favorite memories for forever. I’ll get to show my kids Dwight’s “Ryan Started The Fire” song, or Jim and Pam’s Dundie kiss, and not show them anything after season 3 (except for “Dinner Party” in season 4). I’m really looking forward to the finale, because I’m all for nostalgia and “precious TV moments” which I’m expecting it will be rich with. So thanks, Dunder Mifflin. Without you I would have way less status updates on Myspace (“Big Tuna <3s Most Honorable Pamera” is one that comes to mind) and nothing to quote when I go to the beach (“All I want to do is lie on the beach and eat hot dogs. That’s all I’ve ever wanted”). Goodbye, my lover, goodbye my friend.
tramampoline replied to your post: You have such good taste in music
you totally still think that like i don’t believe you saying its not anymore
I will neither confirm nor deny
happyslug asked: You have such good taste in music
Thank you, but I feel obligated to tell you that there was an extended period of time where I genuinely thought “Teenage Dirtbag” by Wheatus was the greatest song ever written so
