February 2012
gummybuns said: Did you try holding it’s charger and calling it’s name?
Sadly the silent response I got was a little on the lackluster side :/
Jayce and the case of the missing phone.
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Dude I had it like an hour ago
Where did it go asdlkfaj;sdlkfja;
we're gonna rattle this ghost town: Full-body... →
fuckyeahftms:
I just wanted to share with you guys a situation that I (or rather, my best friend, considering he’s the trans guy and I’m a cis girl) unfortunately experienced last Sunday at Heathrow airport (London).
I had already heard and read a lot about these scanners before, but I was…
In my experience, coming out of Texas I was laughed at, ridiculed and pretty visibly made fun of....
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Fuck. My. Life.
Apparently I’m not cleared to do anything, even sit in a classroom for another week. Bed rest with limited screen/reading time until them. I am allowed to do literally nothing until the head aches stop… On top of that because I’m out for a week I can’t get that gym credit that I need to FUCKING GRADUATE. So we’re hoping the doctors note will excuse me from that or I...
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So my head is still bothering me even though the gal at the clinic said it should have cleared up yesterday. Later today I think we’re going back into the clinic to get it examined and see what the best course of action is concerning my boarding and stuff like that.
"Sticks and stones may break your bones, but words...
Lullaby, Chuck Palahniuk.
Ugh my life hurts.
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Book List as of 2/25/12:
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close - Jonathan Safran Feor
Anansi Boys - Neil Gaiman (In Progress)
Love in the Time of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
The Girl Who Played with Fire - Stieg Larson
Atlas Shrugged - Ayn Rand
On the Road - Jack Kerouac
The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood
Crash - J.G. Ballard
Nausea - Jean-Paul Satre
The Alchemy of Stone - Ekaterina Sedia
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helloenchantedevening asked: Dude, are you okay? How'd you get a concussion?
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So today I got a concussion.
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Yep.
It’s been a long day.
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I think at some level I love books because I have always hoped that I live a life worthy of being in one. It has been my deepest desires that my life will be as quality, as full of meaning and beautiful as Fitzgerald or Hemmingway or Marquez. I want to be coated, wrapped, and enveloped in words. I want words to run from my lips and drip into my ears. I want to be immortalized not in the ground but...
I miss you.
