September 2011
2 posts
fuck school I'm becoming a prostitute.
I mean…
Paradox.
This has been the most encouraging days I’ve had in a while, as far as human encounters are concerned, but I’ve also been unable to rest in the joy of Christ and His purchasing blood.
August 2011
2 posts
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Watchederlezi:
There is nothing more that I wish for than complete gay rights. I have four gay friends who are very dear to me, and hearing this garbage makes me want to chuck this goddamned computer out the nearest window.
1. Stop evading questions.
2. Stop being hateful.
3. It’s so obvious that you were backed into a corner.
4. YOU ARE IGNORANT.
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Texts from Matthew.
Matthew: Want to go to the zoo and get some smoothies?
Me: What the crap are you talking about? I’m at Yale. Haha.
Matthew: Good answer! That was a test. That is usually the question a death eater in disguise asks. BUT never give away your location!
Me: HAHAHAHAHA. Damn it! I wasn’t even thinking about the death eaters. Thanks for keeping me on my toes.
Matthew: well they are...
July 2011
8 posts
Savage Beauty →
I went to the Met on Friday night to see the Alexander McQueen exhibit Savage Beauty. My already high esteem for him only grew when I discovered some of the inspiration for his lines. Haute Couture is not meant to be common. It is art in a pure form, using the human figure as a muse. McQueen does it well.
Check out the link. It’s the second part of McQueen’s 2005 Spring/Summer...
February 2011
2 posts
“We do not see things as they are, we see things as we are.”
– Anais Nin
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January 2011
2 posts
Hahahahaha. This would happen to me.
Me: Have you left yet?
Mom: Dad found a nest of five baby rats in the garden and had to kill them with a shovel, gross. just leaving now.
“And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. Because there...”
– ~ Charlie (The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky)
December 2010
13 posts
amanda is my friend.
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Hot Chocolate w/ Peppermint Mocha Kahlua.
God, what are you trying to teach me through this. It’s so hard. It seems like you’re trying to kill me, rather than grow me as Your son. This isn’t right. It’s oh so very wrong.
Do You hate me? It sure as hell seems like You’ve been on a rampage in my life for the past three years. The one thing I have wished for, and desired the most in my life, stability, is the...
“If you mean ‘party girl’ like, at a club with a short skirt on with...”
– Ke$ha
“Your friend is the man who knows all about you and still likes you.”
– Elbert Hubbard
One day… maybe… I’ll be able to accept that. But for now…
October 2010
1 post
September 2010
1 post
July 2010
7 posts
2 tags
Busted Weave. →
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“I applaud Arizona for standing up to the man and trying to take care of a...”
– And the Ignorant Statement of the Day award goes to…
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Truth Comes in Various Forms.
Andy Botwin: I’m not going to Iraq to fight in some bullshit war about oil money. Doug Wilson: Bullshit war? What about 9/11? Didn’t Iran hide the terrorists? Andy Botwin: We’re fighting a war in Iraq, Doug, and neither country had anything to do with blowing up the World Trade Center. Doug Wilson: Well, they both have sand. Andy Botwin: Bush invaded a sovereign nation in...
Sucka Fool →
They sure are.
June 2010
8 posts
2 tags
Realize.
Today I remembered one of my main earthly motivations to succeed and why I’m so damn competitive, not only in my life, but also in academia, sports, and intellectual pursuits: my pathetic excuse for a father, and his even more apathetic, familial ties.
I learn best from poor examples obviously.
AEL.
As if I needed more reason to think that Amanda Lambert is one of the greatest people on the face of the planet, there is a picture on her tumblr of her petting a horse, and the caption is simply, “me petting a freaking horse.” I mean, maybe you have to know her for that to be hilarious to you, but it made me smile.
Amanda, I know I rag on you a lot, but please know that I do love...
May 2010
12 posts
“Girls are like little rabbits: if you move too fast, they run away.”
– Beth Tinsley
