Stop. Look. Liz.

~ Tuesday, January 17 ~
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And then she hangs up. No details whatsoever.
thisisvero:

“I don’t know, I kinda like it when she calls me ‘bitch’. It makes me feel like Janis Joplin.” 

And then she hangs up. No details whatsoever.

thisisvero:

“I don’t know, I kinda like it when she calls me ‘bitch’. It makes me feel like Janis Joplin.” 

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~ Saturday, January 14 ~
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yes!

yes!


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~ Thursday, January 12 ~
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(Source: cute-poison)


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the more colorful the better. i’m having a sleeve loving moment.

the more colorful the better. i’m having a sleeve loving moment.

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~ Sunday, January 8 ~
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How much misery, how much needless despair has been caused by a series of biological mismatches, a misalignment of the hormones and pheromones? Resulting in the fact that the one you love so passionately won’t or can’t love you. As a species we’re pathetic in that way: imperfectly monogamous. If we could only pair-bond for life, like gibbons, or else opt for total guilt-free promiscuity, there’d be no more sexual torment. Better plan – make it cyclical and also inevitable, as in the other mammals. You’d never want someone you couldn’t have.
— Oryx and Crake ~ Margaret Atwood (via nim0)
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Men can imagine their own deaths, they can see them coming, and the mere thought of impending death acts like an aphrodisiac. A dog or a rabbit doesn’t behave like that. Take birds – in a lean season they cut down on the eggs, or they won’t mate at all. They put their energy into staying alive themselves until times get better. But human beings hope they can stick their souls into someone else, some new version of themselves, and live on forever.”
“As a species we’re doomed by hope, then?”
“You could call it hope. That, or desperation.”
“But we’re doomed without hope, as well,” said Jimmy.
“Only as individuals.
— Oryx and Crake ~ Margaret Atwood (via nim0)

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inertiatic:

Listen. I am not a bleeding heart, because if it bled, even for a moment, the entire universe would be washed away in a flood of love and complimentary darkness that is ever-swirling inside.


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~ Saturday, September 10 ~
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Moving to Sackett St. this week haha…in Park Slope though :-)

Moving to Sackett St. this week haha…in Park Slope though :-)


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neatobroheto:

untitled by goingonsix on Flickr.



Never forget the feeling before we knew what was going on…the confusion, the terror, the questions. These people are in awe.

neatobroheto:

untitled by goingonsix on Flickr.

Never forget the feeling before we knew what was going on…the confusion, the terror, the questions. These people are in awe.
Tags: September 11, 2001 9/11/01 911
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