3liza:

Trixie Mattel is right, getting to know your neighbors is the best inoculation against being annoyed by their noise. it only works up to a certain point, but for just regular footsteps or the occasional bass leaking through or a party once in a while, the anonymous Fucking Neighbors are people i will kill for doing their laundry at 10:14pm, but Steven and Ray who live upstairs and sometimes have to jog across their hardwood at 8:39am because they forgot to pick up their Clif bar before they put on their shoes for work are my good pals and i look forward to barricading the building together during the financial collapse.

kosmogrl:

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hungwy:

I like saying “I’ll allow it” only in contexts where I have no power or authority

cannibalchicken:
“your friends love you, your brain is just mean
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cannibalchicken:

your friends love you, your brain is just mean

doodle-devil:

ashstfu:

i wish there were more than 24 hours in a day and beverages were $1 and growing up didn’t hurt so much

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thehappysmiler:

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theambitiouswoman:

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spongebobssquarepants:

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eliteknightcats:

ndiecity:

eliteknightcats:

winning the beautiful barista’s heart via physical comedy

You slipped in the Starbucks again didn’t you

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firstfullmoon:

let’s get married on a Tuesday / with a six-piece from Harold’s as our witness. / let’s get married at noon & then again at three-thirty / when the school day lets out & a whole block / of dandelions flower our ceremony. let’s / get married under a full moon & then again / under a new moon, so every celestial being / can witness our vows. love, one wedding / isn’t enough for me. i want to propose / again & again. on a Wednesday because / you did the dishes. on a Thursday because / we woke up next to each other again. say yes. / say less. i’ll be on one knee asking you / to share in the delight of knowing each other. / let’s get married because Chicago. because / St. Louis is a city on a map. because your name / is my favorite word. let’s get married because / there are vows we can only make in the dark. / because we don’t need a witness to say i do. / let’s get married because it’s raining / & that’s supposed to be good luck. mi amor, / mi cielo, mi vida, let’s get married /in every language we can & can’t speak. / under every god. my god, the way you look / at me is a miracle i believe in. because / we get one life. one. say yes. then, say yes / again. let’s get married after we get married / because underneath every word i write / there is one word i carve into every desk. / one word i tag onto every building on every block / of my heart. marry me: make me (no, not complete), / but a little more alive than i’ve ever been.ALT

José Olivarez, “Let’s Get Married”

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