Old-School Daisies:


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Things I'm fuckin obsessed with ( Read more... )

Even if it means they cheer and drink and obnoxia their way to domination.

Justin, Bean, Wild Bill, Clyde- you go by many names.
You give me plush viruses, pokemon drinks, taquitos and obscene tattoos.
You truly are a dream.
You can tell how impressed I am by this montage:


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First off, good riddance. The last two or three weeks have been absolutely off the chain. Not in a cool, champagne way though. More of a 'fight for my life' way. The end of summer is definitely bittersweet, and I never realised how much of nothing I was engrossed in until I had to go back to school and start work in the same week and almost had a ( Read more... )

i hover somewhere in between.
i swear, i can't make up my mind.

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Hale, the last month in writing. Actually, in words that conjure images ( Read more... )

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Right now I'm sitting in the middle of my room, and seriously considering painting the walls black. It would look fabulous considering my white furniture and the random gold accents in my room, and wood floors. Right now it's so blue. I can't stand it. I'm thinking of getting a really light lilac duvet cover, and black pillow covers. Oh, the ( Read more... )

I have two new heroes: William Burroughs and Marianne Faithfull. They were maniacs. Enough said. Burroughs shot his wife or something. Accidentally. Apparently. Marianne Faithfull, well, she has awesome style, dated rockstars and probably should have died from drug use.

Here's the crazy bitch:

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