so wrong, but so right!!

and now the "wrong" factor is advocating that we date, and thus, it isn't so wrong at alll.
but it feels dangerous. in a good way. the tingly kind of danger.

i can't even say i'm gunning for a relationship here. it just feels so good again.

it's so WRONG.

i have the urge to write and be read, but i'm sick of complaining and creating this image.

today, lauren, kristin and i decided over soft serve to go find our destinies. so we went to the library, had a random human pick a number between 1 and 7. we went up to the 6th floor, had a random man pick a letter. we went to the side with Q, and went to the row, shelf, closed our eyes, picked the book, page, line, and word we felt like our ( Read more... )

think about the thought that consumes you, that's in the back of your head every minute, the worry that won't leave you alone ( Read more... )

terribilità: the sublime shadowed by the awesome and the fearful ( Read more... )

UMM ( Read more... )

goals!: stop complaining all the time. goshhhh. it's so 2002 ( Read more... )

i've figured it out! i'm living in the wrong time period. i've always known this, but now i'm sure. the top beauty ideals of the renaissance:
-super fair skin
-high forehead
-light eyebrows
-fleshy

okay well if that's not me, then i just don't know.
since time machines aren't practical, i'm looking for a renaissance man.

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i left my coat at a frat party on friday night. i just went and recovered it, and it smells exactly like death mixed with gasoline and cigarette smoke. i fear this in a big way.

it's all-chocolate week on the food network. i dig.