February 2012
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WatchIggy is my hero.
UPDATE: I have just found out that, apparently, my computer cannot RECORD sound either, and this is in fact a silent video. I’m keeping it up, because that might actually make it even more awesome.
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“In short, I was not a favourite there with anybody, not even with myself, for...”
– David Copperfield
Dickens died over 140 years ago, but his characters are still consistently among the most relatable at any given moment in my life.
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Pall Mall Red 100s
At 2:31 in the morning, he lit what he was sure would be his last cigarette.
As smoke filled his lungs and nicotine raced through his bloodstream, the only regret he had was that he’d chosen now of all times to be cheap.
He didn’t really need to scrimp and save anymore, but habit led him straight to the pack of Pall Malls he was now about to finish. His rationale had always been that if they were...
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HEY, TESS!
Stop posting things I like. I feel weird clicking the heart button on the same person’s page more than once in the same sitting.
“My big ambition was to do nothing. But, of course, the matter of supporting...”
– Deborah Eisenberg (via Julien)
Very rarely do people make this much sense to me.
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I Cried Tonight
The last time I cried was three summers ago.
Lying in the one hundred square foot dormitory room I was temporarily residing in, I melted into a fit of existential hysteria amidst a pile of torn up sheets of cheap drawing paper and (very) dirty laundry.
The details of the cause and outcome of said episode are of little to no consequence. All that matters is that it took place, and it occurred...
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A Letter to Me From My Da the Day After My Birth
May 11, 1992
Christian Jacob Cagle,
For nine months I’ve waited for you to come into the world. It has been a time of many emotions. I have to admit that the majority of them are ones which touch on doubt, and worry, and just plain terror. What do I know about being a father. I’m still trying to figure out my life, how am I going to be able to do a good job helping you with yours. I...
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Happy Valentine's Day
Axel: he says "thanks~~~"
Me: He said thanks and then came through his mouth?
Axel: no he said "i want your dick" but i thought that was gay.
I'm 7,218 days old, today.
That’s divisible by three, so I’m content.
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Metaphor and Simile
I wake up every day with a burning sensation in my throat, a neck that hurts to move, and an insatiable thirst (of both the physical and terrible metaphor varieties).
Physically, I would like water.
I keep a glass on the printer next to my bed, but it’s never quite enough, and I always have the feeling that a slightly larger glass would suffice, but I’m scared of breaking from...
Watchnbaoffseason:
Don Cornelius and Marvin Gaye (with Smokey Robinson refereeing) play a game of 1-on-1 basketball on Soul Train. R.I.P. these two legends.
Cot-fucking-dayum. Rest in peace, doods. You’re sorely missed.
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“So there are two lines of music that have been, like, haunting me, but in a good...”
– Seriously. They’re the fucking best.
“Let me take your mind off of girl troubles by telling you about mine. So.”
– I love my friends. They are perfect.
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A Solipsist's Love Couplet
I do not believe in God, and I do not believe in man, too.
But, fuck, I’m just too much of a romantic to not believe in you.
“If I became a philosopher, if I have so keenly sought this fame for which I’m...”
– Sartre (via odettenoire)
This may be the greatest thing I’ve ever read. Translated: “Everything you do is probably to look cool/get laid, and that is a-okay.”
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January 2012
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