December 2009
Why are there mean people in the world?
I’ve been really upset all day today because something terrible happened to my roommate’s cat.
Jack was actually Vivienne’s mom’s cat, and we were supposed to watch him for a weekend and kind of ended up keeping him. Vivienne has two cats, Cherry and Gigi, and I have Bambi. Jack was a tabby, but not an orange tabby, he was flesh-colored. Like, a people-colored tabby cat....
Merunicorn
I’ve been wanting another tattoo lately, so I’ve been trying to think of something to get. This means I’m not going to get one right now—it doesn’t feel right to have to force something just for the sake of getting a tattoo because it’s not like it feels GOOD—but I’ve just been thinking. I won’t get one until there’s something that I...
Cherry.... cher-r-r-r-r-rrryyyy
Allison: I've never given a... "french kiss" before.
Crybaby: It's easy. You just open your mouth... (lick) and I open mine... (lick) and we wiggle our tongues together. And it feels real sexy.
Allison: I won't get mononucleosis, will I?
Crybaby: No Allison, just try it.
God damn this movie is funny. Touche, John Waters.
Fear of failure's all you've started, jury's in,...
I have a terrible fear of failure. I think it stems from my competitive nature and my innate need to be THE BEST at everything, all the time. For a while I thought that I had ADD and that’s why I was a shitty student, but I think that theory was mostly fueled by my love for amphetamines and desire to do more of them whenever possible, so I was trying to con doctors into giving me a Ritalin...
The right place at the wrong time.
I’m feeling very inspired lately, and have a bangin’ ass new idea for a series of shit I want to work on, and I ordered a huge roll of acetate to the facilitate that, which is all well and great except for that it’s Christmas break. Not that you should only work when school is in session but it’s nice to be able to synchronize these things so that projects that you feel...
So...
marshallmaximusmus:
Finals officially blow. Anti-inspiration is at a climax right now. Love makes us do things we know we shouldn’t. Our friends will tell us not to do exactly what we know we’re going to do. I swear, if you had asked me a year ago I never would have thought I’d be in this position but I am.
Love, what are you?
Sometimes I wish I knew.
Fool me once, shame on you, fool me...
I should drink more.
When I get really anxious, which is a lot, because I’m an extremely tightly-wound human specimen, I have to engage in repetitive motions to relieve the stress. Previously, I accomplished this with nail-biting, eyelash-pulling, skin-picking, hair-yanking, and head-thumping, but since I stopped biting my nails (going strong!) I have like three eyelashes and my skin is begging for an...
have fun figuring this wiki article out →
(via alexisatomic)
…the fuck?
Cross my heart and hope to die.
I am no longer a nail-biter. I have stopped biting my nails. I pledge, publicly, here on Tumblr, that I will never again have Frankenfingers, nails bitten to the quick, cuticles gnarly, open cuts bleeding and stinging, because that is disgusting. I will no longer so easily contract communicable diseases because I always have my hands in my mouth. When I have an itch I will actually be able to...
Gabriel Moose is the funniest kid on Earth.
Gabriel is Nic’s little brother. He’s seven years old (right? maybe eight?) and he’s autistic and he loves legos and he is crazy. Four things that I want to remember for the rest of my life that happened while I was in West Virginia for Thanksgiving that involve Gabriel:
1. “Wanna know a secwet?”
(He has a speech impediment and can’t say “r.”)
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