January 2010
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As soon as it’s warm enough, as soon as winter goes away and i’m still frozen, i’m going to find the hottest road in the world and it will burn my feet when i step on it. And it will have two yellow lines sunbathing right in the middle of it.
And even though it may burn my hands and leave gooey black tar on my fingers, i’m going to pick up the road and wrap up in it, as if...
thumbswithhands:
The National—The Geese Of...
“I’m not really into the whole marriage and kids thing. I just kinda wanna wake...”
– (via isotoldyouso)
“If i marry someone like you, i’ll kill myself.”
– bff♥
thinkingoutrageously:
there is a design, i swear it. and it may not be in your blood or in your genetic makeup, but believe me, it exists. your body is acutely aware of the part of you that acts not out of necessity, but is instead propelled by some sweet cosmic motion. some people give it a name. they call it God. others will call it Allah, or divine creation, or a higher power. i call it...
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if i spent every minute of my life doing what i did for 8 hours today (watching it snow, painting, listening to simon & garfunkel), i’d be the most content person in the whole world.
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i’ve felt like such a noisy little balloon deflating and flying around and going nuts inside of quiet rooms all day. it doesn’t make sense how dead everything has been lately. i need to go somewhere where people besides lunch ladies are alive. or maybe i’ll just be a lunch lady.
Are you cussing with me?
Badger: In summation, I think you just got to not do it, man. That's all.
Mr. Fox: I understand what you're saying, and your comments are valuable, but I'm gonna ignore your advice.
Badger: The cuss you are.
Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me?
Badger: No, you cussing with me?
Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me!
Badger: If you're gonna cuss, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss!
Badger: You're not gonna cuss with me!
Mr. Fox: Just buy the tree.
Badger: Okay.
ugh i wish i had a kitten
"i really just want to be warm yellow light that...
traciechkn: (7:22:38 PM) ok type it again
thepapajohnston: (7:22:47 PM) haha
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traciechkn: (7:22:52 PM) hahahahahahahaha
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traciechkn: (7:23:07 PM) hahahhahahahahaahahhaahhahaha
traciechkn: (7:23:09 PM) YAY
thepapajohnston: (7:23:16 PM) WE SOUND LIKE MANIACS
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i really miss summer and i really really miss not wearing shoes and i really really really miss not being broken in half every single time i walk outside because it is so cold.
(via britranville)
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here is what i’m going to do i think:
i’m going to go all the way to the end of north carolina, pick up tennessee, fold it, and put it somewhere out of the way so arkansas and oklahoma and all those other states will slide forward (and i’m going to hold on tight so i don’t fall off of north carolina when they all bump into it).
after that, i’m going to get a huge...
i think everyone should just chill out a whole lot more
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“Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.” Mark Twain
“And hey there, mrs. lovely moon, you’re lonely and you’re blue
It’s kinda...”
– Devendra Banhart (via jonjonjonjon)
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“Either that wallpaper goes, or I do.”
– Oscar Wilde’s last words. November 30, 1900.
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beautiful things about this week--
classics are buy two get one free at barnes & noble.
i’m going to see improv for the first time in forever friday.
my mother found paints she had bought me for christmas but forgot to give me.
my nanny is a very stubborn gal and is going to be ok.
itunes was on partyshuffle and i thought “i want to hear more by that band” and another song by that artist came on.
i...
I like: cats, best friends, Tennessee Williams, memories, crafts, accents, hospitals, oxford commas, existentialism, The National, sweet tea, claymation, thrift stores, halloween, banjos, the brain, silliness, the south, music, Snow White, magical realism, southern literature, F. Scott Fitzgerald, liberalism, wearing shoes until they fall apart, mountains, ghosts, Simon & Garfunkel,...
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ok in 1997 some man jumped 23.11 miles on a pogo stick. i can beat that.
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i need a pager like the one on telephones for everything i own. i can never find anything, dang.
Take your time when you tell her How she lives in your blood You should’ve looked after her better You should’ve looked after her more
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pretty soon i have a feeling someone is going to take me away from here. i can’t deal with serious matters and i most certainly can’t face sad and serious matters; i have to run away from them. that makes me a coward, i think, but o’well.
(i can’t run away forever, i know, but i can for now, and that seems to be working just fine.)
but enough of this negative rubbish. my...
nothing, cause nothing ever happens here
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it’s ok, tracie
just go fill yourself with more soda-pop.
i need you so much closer
take all your reasons and take them away to the middle of nowhere, and on your way home throw from your window your record collection they all run together and never make sense but that’s how we like it, and that’s all we want something to cry for, and something to hunt
We sailed away on a winter’s day
with fate as malleable as clay; but ships are fallible, I say, and the nautical, like all things, fades
http://8tracks.com/traciechkn/we-sailed-away-on-a-winter-s-day
mother,
i’m on fire
i’m on fire half the time.
shatteredsunshine:
beverlyroad:
one day i want a room that can be just for paints and pencils and brushes and glue and pipe cleaners and stickers and buttons and pens and ribbon and pom poms and flowers and beads and string and paper. every kind of paper. and i want the walls to be solid white wallpaper so i can cover them.
Oh my goodnes. YOU. TRACIE.
The roooooom!
“Imagine an enormous...
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one day i want a room that can be just for paints and pencils and brushes and glue and pipe cleaners and stickers and buttons and pens and ribbon and pom poms and flowers and beads and string and paper. every kind of paper. and i want the walls to be solid white wallpaper so i can cover them.
i wish someone would come hug me as hard as they...
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“I think it’s a heartless government that will let one baby be born owning a big...”
– Eliot Rosewater in Kurt Vonnegut’s God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater (via slackmo)