I once was in much better shape than I am now, I have to thank the whirl wind past couple months. I don’t particularly mind but I used to be all STRENGTH and MUSCLE so like I am annoyed I am losing my stamina and such oh boo.
I would legit pay someone to re-format this story of mine I’m copying and pasting from a pdf. (Really past Alex, a pdf? really why the fuck did you do this?) or otherwise someone should inform me of a good pdf to word document converter
Buenas noches, Tumblr.
My roommate has not spoken a word to me in 8 days.
This is trying as shit.
I really just cannot right now
She was my friend once
this is for real ridiculous
Adulthood is like a now and later: first it’s a candy, then you’re angrily pulling it out of your teeth wondering why in the world you thought it was a good idea to put this square in your mouth.
Neurotic androgyne searches for new roommate in NYC after old roommate reveals cripplingly bad credit, severe antisocial behavior and petulance. Must be cool with cats, and a two left footed bridge and tunnel boyfriend. Must also be made aware that an impending switch from underemployed twenty something to an overworked full time student and full time intern in the Fall may result in dishes not being done as promptly as they should be.
Prefers a commute that does not involve a boat, and is broke as fuck so it must be kept in mind that the lower you agree to let them pay in rent, the more food they will be able to eat.
Any and all inquires please arrive as soon as possible, thanks.
“not natasha,” a photographic essay on eastern european sex trafficked slaves by dana popa
(documentary, the real sex traffic; film, lilya 4-ever)
this work is hanging at the museum right now. i’m very sad i missed the artist’s talk.
What if the Starks didn’t make stupid decisions? x
“Okay, I won’t trust you then”
this is the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen
I love them
but they are ridic
Starks need some sense knocked into them if they’re gonna stand a chance. But the first one, not Bran’s fault, the poor baby.
