Fuck getting older, feeling like time is going faster and faster and it’s getting harder and harder to keep up. Fuck that the more things change, the more they stay the same. Fuck staring at a screen for 12 hours a day. Fuck the apathy, self-absorption and sense of entitlement it seems everyone’s chosen to cloak themselves with lately. Fuck toasting to douchebags, assholes and jerkoffs. Fuck despair, fuck the degeneration of the human spirit, fuck the pretty fucked American education system, fuck the completely fucked global ecological system, fuck the totally and utterly fucked idea of putting Snooki in a fucking hamster ball. OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK. Fuck fuckety fuck fuck fuck. Fuck a duck in a pick-up truck.

Dodal Stewart (via soupsoup)

If I can have S.P. you can have both W.C. and Ryan… C.C. isn’t up for discussion and we’ll never agree on the J.T./J.M. front.

Late night complimentary tequila shots induced husband negotiations

things sonebone* was right about:

good things come to those who wait 

all things “major”

john mayer

low key weddings

beach chic

nicole richie

girl crushes

shih-tzus, namely lola

the wire

fringe

 j.j. abrams

vogue over glamour

chevy cavalier coupes

twitter

* we met in french class when we were both fifteen (i was nanette)

fifteen… i’ll let that sink in for a moment, folks.

french class. 

she had braces, chex mix, and had recently been to paris, i thought she was so exotic and sophisticated; she probably thought i was loud… 13 (!) years later and we are still meilleurs amis!

Excess of Cards

A: That is an excess of cards.
B: Have you met me? My live is an excess of cards! I have stationary drawer… well, 3 stationary drawers.

epilogue: purchased even more cards today, anyone feel like receiving mail in the new year?