“I feel like I’m gonna spend 2k9 spending a lot more time trying to...– I know it’s a bit late to be jumping on the hipster runoff bandwagon but d00d is so ‘hilarious’ and ‘alt’ // hipster runoffs is the new obamarama of 2k9s.
I have 3 day weekends EVERY WEEKEND
FUCKYEAH. I can’t “go out” 2 nights in a row though. Because I am weak. This has been a good week. And a good weekend. AND IT’S ONLY FRIDAY NIGHT YEEEE. Pride is overrated. Self respect is vital, but excessive pride is overrated.
‘It’s all porked up, there’s earmarks in it, there’s...– Rush Limbaugh on the new stimulus plan
I AM SO SAD. So I’m watching The Daily Show right now and … IT IS PRONOUNCED “BAYNER.” No way, he is making that shit up.
Si Tu Me Olvidas
(in Spanish) Quiero que sepas una cosa. Tú sabes cómo es esto: si miro la luna de cristal, la rama roja del lento otoño en mi ventana, si toco junto al fuego la impalpable ceniza o el arrugado cuerpo de la leña, todo me lleva a ti, como si todo lo que existe: aromas, luz, metales, fueran pequeños barcos que navegan hacia las islas tuyas que me aguardan. Ahora ...
If You Forget Me
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little...
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
S'io credessi che mia risposta fosse a persona che mai tornasse al mondo, questa fiamma staria senza pi scosse. Ma per ci che giammai di questo fondo non torn vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero, senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo. Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherised upon a table; Let us go, through...
GET THE FUCK OUT BRO!
there are so many tictoc clocks everywhere telling people what toctic time it...– (via eecummings) How I feel, how you feel, how she feels, how they feel, the past, the future, what’s happening right now … fuck it all, because it doesn’t (shouldn’t?) matter. I’m not counting down the days until I see you. It’s not something to worry about or...
BBC? I think not.
nastiaisredpanda: When I first heard the acronym “bbc,” I thought it was rather funny. Bitches be crazy, isn’t it true? There are just some things that girls do that do not make sense… why do they get so attached, so emotional? Yesterday one of my close male friends and I were discussing relationships. “I’m so bbc sometimes,” I said. He then proceeded to make some remarks about how he would...
It takes courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are.– e. e. cummings (via reluctantbuddha) (via kari-shma)
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply,...– One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez (via bellimaci) (via whatson) Remind me to read this; I love Marquez.
You know what? Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after...– Little Miss Sunshine (via filmquotes) (via kari-shma)
I’m sitting by myself on Memorial Glade right now. I was going to go to the library, but it’s too pretty outside. I’m listening to some good acoustic music and just enjoying being here … nowhere else I’d rather be. Everyone in Berkeley — go outside right nah!
Always fight, until you can’t anymore. And then be fought for.– (via littlemiss) (via kari-shma)
“Sometimes things are worth the pain.” I keep repeating this to myself over and over, and as days turn into weeks turn into months, it’s starting to sound more and more … exaggerated. Because before the pain was sharp and nauseating and I couldn’t see you, I couldn’t see her, I couldn’t even think about the two of you together without feeling physically...
I’ve been having really twisted, slightly intimacy-themed, highly realistic dreams lately. Dream #1: I made out with a girl. Who Nastia also liked. But I liked this guy. Who my friend from back home liked. I told one of my roomies about it and she keeps hinting that I should go to the LGBT meeting tomorrow or whatever hahahahaha. Dream #2: This creepy blue eyed Santa Claus molested my guy...
I’m not going to act like I’m some political expert who knows all about the issues and propositions and acts and all that important stuff. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I’m apathetic n00b, but I would say that I am a n00b. That’s why I’m so grateful to be in Berkeley right now. I got to stand in a crowd to watch President Obama’s inauguration speech...
I’ll always be there to save you But I don’t need saving anymore...
kimjohn: New York, Fall-Winter 2009 . 2010 Schedule Thursday February 12, 2009 1:00 pm JSONG 3:00 pm RACHEL ROY 3:00 pm MONIQUE LHUILLIER 4:00 pm OELTJENBRUNS 5:00 pm CATHERINE HOLSTEIN 6:00 pm JOHN BARTLETT 6:00 pm NARY MANIVONG 7:00 pm GUILDED AGE 8:00 pm VICTOR DE SOUZA Friday February 13, 2009 9:00 am TSE 10:00 am HEART TRUTH 10:00 am BARBARA TFANK 1:00 pm JASON WU 1:00 pm...
By this time tomorrow
a. I will be back in Berkeley and b. Barack Obama will be President Fuck yeaaaa
I took the bus from Union Station (all by myself like a grown up!!!) to Pomona. As we passed the city and I saw all the smog and graffiti I realized that absence really does, in some instances, make the heart grow fonder … the Bay has been another world in the best way possible, but for right now at least, I’m still in love with LA.
So I’m still at Car Porry Pomona and Andrew just walked in shirtless with a towel around his waist from his shower, and he was like, “Look, I want to show you something!” And I was like, “Fuck no, sir, I don’t want to see nothin’,” and he was like, “No, look at my scar,” so I turned around and he dropped his towel was like,...
whatson: gabrus: Streeter and I see who can take a girl on a worse date. All in the name of Dane Cook. See? It could always be worse!
I get along without you very well, of course I do; Except when soft rains fall and drip from leaves, then I recall The thrill of being sheltered in your arms, of course I do. But I get along without you very well. I’ve forgotten you, just like I should, of course I have; Except to hear your name, or someone’s laugh that is the same. But I’ve forgotten you just like I...
I serged yesterday, I made a dress that I’m wearing right now and fucking LEGGINGS! Perhaps no one but me realizes how big of an accomplishment this is for me but me…but yea, I am psyched. They barely fit me and are hella tight, but whatevs, I’m still happy. On a related note—I am the most oddly dressed person on this entire campus right now. Litrally (British accent).