January 2012
Someone Googled and found this and I feel like you... →
No, I will never be able to understand the...
You could tell me but I’d just forget in, like, a week. I’m the type of woman who listens to a dance group who goes by the name E-Rotic, do I look like I give a fuck?
Because let me tell you,
True life: sometimes I steal and wear people's new...
This confession would have been really gross if I were talking about dead animals.
(Most things would be really gross if I were talking about dead animals)
I don't know what sociable demon has taken over my...
but I’m really excited about it. I keep talking to people. And they keep talking back. Do you know how much easier conversations go when you’re not worried the other person thinks you’re an idiot? This is great! Is this how socialization works? Is this why people like it so much?
Not interested in an exorcism, don’t wanna be saved, wood lyke 2 keep dis demon plz.
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I don't know if I shred the last amount of musical...
anyone possibly has for me, but I just listened to “I Wanna Go” by Britney Spears and I’m not going to lie, I foresee this becoming a total jam in the future. In the way HilDuff was; initial embarrassment then eventually not giving a fuck because oh my God do you hear this? I don’t think you do because you’re not dancing nearly as hard as I am right now.
“She woke me up at dawn,
her suitcase like a little brown dog at her heels.
I...”
– David Berman, Imagining Defeat
Today, I got to my film class really early, so I sat in the back corner, took out my book of poetry and iPod, and really KuNeKteD to this poem while listening to The Drums.
I don’t think a more hipster sentence has ever been said in my personal word bank. This...
What if someone published a memoir
but instead of outlining important events in their life, went in grotesque detail with every sexual encounter they’d ever had?
That’s it, it’s not “my first tooth” or “my first heartbreak” just sex.
Can you just imagine having someone stop during sex and say something like “Wait, I’ve gotta get this down, this is great, just hold on.”
...
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Just made friends with a guy who works at the Campus Center who said that he’d hook me up with free food.
That better not have been a joke because that is never something I would imagine a member of the human race to be cruel enough to lie about.
You do not offer me food unless you got the goods to back it up.
You just don’t.
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magknowlia:
Today
My Modern Fiction Studies Teacher
Asked if we had read James Joyce
So I said
Do you mean Jk Rowling……………
It’s true, she did. I was there, I heard it.
Then later, we were reading something about Virginia Woolf and I said to myself “I feel like I’ve read something by her, but I can’t figure out what it was.”
Steph looked at me in the dimly...
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magknowlia asked: I'm so glad you saw that post, when i wrote it i was like "i hope danielle see's this stroke of genius"
It's weird how powerful a picture can be without...
It has the power to bring tears to your eyes, and for what reason?
Just because of the fact that it exists. It was there. It shows the way things were, just exactly as you remember them. While people change and some may leave, the picture will always represent what was. Even if you’ve forgotten.
My grandma died when I was four. The only reason I have a few memories of her is because she...
Look, as much as I like The Cranberries,
I’m not buying a single. I will buy the album when it comes out.
This whole “navigating the internet in the presence of copyright fearing websites” feels kind of like Farenheit 451.
I JUST WANT ILLEGAL COPIES OF THINGS I PLAN TO PURCHASE LATER. I get that The Cranberries coming out with a single is like a ’90s flashback for some people but that doesn’t mean I plan...
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I have this necessary evolutionary function...
almost like a knee-jerk reaction, that I have to say “bless you” after someone sneezes.
I guess that’s some pretty strong language for something so simple but I dunno, I just consider it polite, whether I believe in God or not.
I just want to acknowledge the fact that, hey, I heard you sneeze and in olden times, this would mean you’d be dying soon, and I consider myself...
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This semester is legitimately going to be...
Which I think I deserve after last year’s spring semester. No sleep whatsoever and stress pushing me to the point of thinking I had jaw pain RE: wisdom teeth but was just jaw pain RE: tension while sleeping?
Imagine that? I couldn’t sleep at all those few months and the few hours I did get in each week, I was degrading my own teeth.
Rough stuff, dawg.
But this semester is exactly...
I like to buy all of my textbooks in one fell...
Quickly and painfully and without any calculations so I don’t feel bad about how much I’ve spent.
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I had my last class of the day
and it was British Literature. As I feel all British professors should be in light of stereotypes, he was completely cynical and subtly sarcastic.
He was also rather soft spoken so if you didn’t listen hard enough, you weren’t lawlin’.
But oh, I was lawlin’.
I also have another friend in my class!
I HAVE A FRIEND IN TWO OF THE THREE CLASSES I’VE HAD SO FAR....
I will probably be back to talk about the...
meaning I’ll add more metaphors about kittens, bunnies, and rainbows
but for right now I will just say that Steph Gibbs is in my modern fiction class and we didn’t plan it that way. It was the most welcome surprise of all.
Even more welcome than cookies.
I wouldn’t know, no one’s ever surprised me with cookies.
They should have. I’m a good ass person. I am worth...
Dear Amazon,
you have spoiled me so extensively with your free two day shipping and while I have always felt honored to be a Prime member, now actual postage and packaging that goes through regular shipping seems antiquated to me.
I forgot my room key at home — it’s always something extremely important and irreplaceable that I forget. It’s nothing I need right away, just a minor...
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rachesaunde asked: “Hi, my name’s Danielle, a second semester sophomore working towards a degree in English literature. I’m a living, breathing example that you don’t have to figure it all out in the next four years. I plan to live somewhere in Boston and find a job there and travel; I don’t need much money, I’m only taking care of this.” She motioned her hands up and down...
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I will just leave this here.
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We got a new manager at Stop & Shop
a couple days ago so when I said bye to him, it didn’t really mean all that much to him and was more of a “Hi, nice to meet you! Oh, this is your last day?” than a final closure thing.
I told him that I was going to college but I’d be back in the summer.
He asked where I was going to school. I said UMass Amherst.
He smiled and said “Hey! That’s where I...
wellalright:
growing up feels a lot like losing interest in things you thought you’d never lose interest in.
I sighed and hunched over the register, looking at the time and making raspberry noises with my lips.
I began tapping along to the song. It was something that belonged on a break-up playlist. Typical.
This kid who worked here once told me that some girl named Dot added songs to the playlist they played in this store. I’m pretty sure she was going through a pretty nasty break-up at the time...
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I feel as though there's some kind of justice
or perhaps just a background music “Circle of Life” moment in which you find yourself on a high school crush’s Facebook — and I mean “crush” in the lightest sense, not even to the stage of “I once daydreamed about kissing your face” just “your features are nice, I guess” — and saying to yourself “Dude, this kid’s a...
I've never had calluses on my hands before,
most likely because I’ve never done anything that required strenuous physical labor before.
I mean, I still haven’t but after this hand, foot, and mouth disease, my hands got all blistered and dry and cracked and they feel really, really rough.
I read something once about a person who judged others based completely on the appearances of their hands. Of course, as biased humans who...
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Anonymous asked: you were in my dream again. you were a cashier at wawa, which is a little convenience store around me with enough influence to make people never move away because they'd miss it in their life. so, I was back in high school, and trying to buy cigarettes. you didn't card me because you "thought you knew me" and then you kept chatting. i really had to get to school but didn't...
Humans desperately want to be understood
usuallycrazy:
and live through their lives trying to find a way to communicate and I’ve always considered myself lucky to be able to find my method; to feel things deeper in written word that requires thinking and elaboration. That translation of thoughts into feelings will always be difficult and may never actually give the words justice or life. Words, at face value, mean nothing until the...