May 2011
A hangover (pronounced /ˈhæŋoʊvər/) describes the...
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I was drunk and I had weird dreams last night
I’m drunk again, and I don’t want weird dreams again…
April 2011
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It’s one am and time to leave, We’re back on empty streets. There’s so much time but nowhere to go But anyway, we can’t go home.
Allow me to rephrase: My drunkenness from drinking...
I suppose it’s time to sleep.
I forget how.
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My drunkenness from earlier today is only...
Now I’m the last one awake, and I have a terrible headache.
=l
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excerpt
The tide will take you, or the lake will accept it
all as you sink toward the weedy disarray of the bottom,
leaving behind what you have already forgotten,
the surface, now overrun with the high travel of clouds.
-“The Art of Drowning”
Billy Collins
There comes a point in every day where, sooner or...
that time is now
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lieutenantt-deactivated20120203 asked: I just made a pizza with no meat and it was still delicious
Last time I made tacos, I left the oven on all...
someone remind me to turn the oven off…
gelfling replied to your post: Likes:
okay
a woman after my own heart
Likes:
Saying “okay” at inappropriate times
that’s about it…
13 year old me is having a blast listening to cKy...
I don’t even care what you think
I would so much rather be
exploring the songs on my colleagues’ “shared iTunes” instead of writing my papers.
So, I’m going to do that.
Email from my professor, telling me my grade from...
“Mark and Travis—Billy Collins Well, I’ve never had a discussion go in the direction of “Has anyone ever punched the author in the face?” before, but there’s a first for everything! I thought you both showed great knowledge of the range of Billy Collins’s work as well as a willingness to explore his old chestnuts of metaphor and observation. I hadn’t noticed it before, but a lot of his work...
noraadele replied to your post:Sitting all alone in an empty breakout room at my university Library. Second floor. Come here. NOW.
I don’t like people, >=l, you come here.
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Sitting all alone in an empty breakout room at my...
(Two people—a girl and a boy—open the door)
Strangers: Can we come in?
Me: Uh, I guess so… (Staring at them malevolently)
(Strangers proceed to walk in, sit down, and talk like dick heads)
Fuck you. I don’t like people. I don’t like you. I don’t want you near me. I don’t want you to walk into a break room—where I’m peacefully sitting by...
I only like the grapes, strawberries, and...
Does anyone want them?
bro hard or bro home.
bad to the brone
gelfling replied to your photo: My mom got a fruit basket. I’m going to eat all…
yeah that’s a good shirt. just as predicted.
Unfortunately for anyone who has to be around me, I’m never going to stop wearing it…
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I hate you
Fuck you, internet.
I’m gonna chill outside, with my dog, and read.
Late
Time to drive to school with reckless abandon/complete disregard for my own well being and the safety of others.
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