29th
January
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Helloooo

1 day ago 40 notes

Thoughts about an unconventional marriage

Been thinking a lot about commitment and expectation and just throwing it all out the window and living your lives as you see fit. I really respect Amanda Palmer and Neil Gaiman’s crazy, amazing, inspiring, mad kind of love. Worth a read.

2 days ago 1 note

3 hour skype call with

jennacarver:

Ashley was excellent.

Some friendships are just destined for good things. She is phenomenal.

You beat me to it! The one and only jennacarver, ladies and gentlemen. Love talking to this girl and seeing each other grow and flourish as kick-ass young women. :)

2 days ago 5 notes

On family reunions

I just realized that I had really racist family reunions as a kid. My grandma would dress us up in war paint and feathers and give us Indian names and we had mock pow-wows. How have I never thought about this before? I mean, my family claims to be like 1% Cherokee, but who doesn’t?

Can’t wait to see what the reunion with my Mormon relatives will be like this summer…

2 days ago 2 notes
27th
January
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If I have to deal with any more bullshit…

If I have to deal with any more bullshit…

2 days ago

Waiting for tacos! (Taken with instagram)

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3 days ago 33 notes

Well that was an epic fail

That email I was hoping for was bearing bad news.

I’m really depressed.

Fixing an extremely strong drink and going to bed early.

Fuck.

4 days ago 4 notes

Sometimes you’re the windshield.

There’s this phrase my dad uses, goes something like, “sometimes you’re the bug, and sometimes you’re the windshield.” I used to think it was oddly comforting, as if you’re always one step ahead of life catching up to you. I had a crappy day yesterday and instead realized that whether you’re the bug or the windshield, life kind of blows either way. But all things considered, I’d rather be the bug. Unless I get to be the windshield, pecking off useless little fuckers like “underemployment”, “student loans”, “mother’s approval”, yadda, yadda…

Where was I going with all this?

Ah yes. I paid $18 for mittens last week at Urban Outfitters. Pricey, but let me explain. These were the world’s most perfect mittens. I made a special tumblr post about them being so wonderful that I wanted to have sex with them. They were so warm and soft and lovely that I would often wear them inside. I used them as arm wrests when my elbows hurt from hunching over my keyboard. Yesterday, I left them on the goddamn train. I went to two different UO’s to try and find them and they were sold out. Now, I really wanted these goddamn mittens, so I sucked it up and bought yet another pair on their website…to the tune of $28, $10 of which was shipping.

Sometimes you’re the windshield.

But sometimes you have awesome fluffy mittens to wipe off the windshield.

There’s a metaphor or life lesson in here somewhere, I swear.

4 days ago 2 notes

(via clearnorthernsky)

4 days ago 837 notes

I miss this so much, @whitneyjones!

Best summer ever.

4 days ago

Currently reading (Taken with instagram)

4 days ago 4 notes

Royal Wood- Do You Recall?

5 days ago
24th
January
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