my (great) uncle buddy died ( Read more... )

i find it kind of funny, i find it kind of sad, the dreams in which i'm dying are the best i've ever had.

everyone says: "how is princeton?"
princeton is superb.
it's me that's shitty ( Read more... )

there is so much impossibility in the world.
and so much possibility.

this is an official horror show ( Read more... )

you have to make mistakes in order to learn from them ( Read more... )

i hate phil mcgraw, aka dr. phil. so much. if i ever see him on the street, i may have to kill him. he's coming out with a new book on how to raise a family. does no one notice that he's a fat fuck who owns a ferrarri because of his own feelings of inadequacy and has been divorced multiple times? right, he's in a real position to be giving ( Read more... )

i am not your biggest fan. i'm actually not a fan at all ( Read more... )

preceding long hiatus resulting from CA and the beginning of orientation. CA was amazing, i'm so glad i did it. we volunteered at a children's shelter, which was a great thing to do, painting murals, playing with the kids, and organizing the shelter. plus my entire group was extremely cool, so i met 11 other people i love. as a matter of fact ( Read more... )

there are men with m-16s and bulletproof helmets in penn station. this is supposed to make me feel safer? there are police officers just standing along the walls every fifteen feet. they creeped me out more than terrorists do ( Read more... )

i want it to be winter, because i want to be inside a sweatshirt. i want to be safe and warm and fuzzy and hidden inside where no one can see me ( Read more... )