July 2010
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We need to make books cool again. If you go home with somebody and they don’t...
– John Waters
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tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
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fast forward
I keep having to repeat, “15 months; two degrees,” to keep myself from completely falling into the giant void of fuckdom.
when it comes I wanna wail
I’m expecting mail. The contents will either shatter my heart or set it passionately ablaze.
There’s also the chance the sender is returning a dress of mine. If so, that’d just be a waste of postage—and then would make me question why they couldn’t wait until they saw me again—UNLESS THEY WERE PLANNING TO NEVER SEE ME AGAIN, hence the aforementioned...
I’m at a hair crossroads.
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