January 2012
1 post
i got my swagger back
today started out as if i had made every single bad choice i could have the night before. my chest weighed on me like i slept with my bed and frame on me rather than under me. my lungs expanded to the size of pinkie fingernail. my eyes hurt and my stomach sucked at itself. i was not to be bothered. i left school to get some comfort food, hating life. truth is i wasn’t hungover, nor did i do...
September 2011
0 posts
on a different note--
why do i continue to be attracted to losers?
moving on, into september
tomorrow marks the first first of september that i am not enrolled in school. feeling useless and uneducated!
like doesn’t really matter though, at all. my town and most of vermont just went though a serious disaster, i’ve never seen such damage before. going downtown is painful. the unfortunate just got more unfortunate. houses displaced, junk everywhere. pets and pictures lost....
July 2011
6 posts
i spent this weekend
in a pond and in a field.
my bikini story
i’m nine or ten in delaware visiting my dad’s family, at the beach. that was that aspiring age, trying to act at least like a teenager, remember? country bumpkin rose notices all of the girls in two pieces, triangle tops at that, and begs her aunt to take her to the surf shop to get a new bathing suit. she always took me shopping. of course she says yes, and we drive over there....
frahnky
so my dad walks in on me having a threesome with some crack whore from upstate and my friend from high school. my dad banged on the door and knocked it down, this nasty chick started to laugh from underneath the sheets and i poked my pops in the eye with my boner. it was only four in the fucking afternoon. she was sober and got kicked out of my dads house, pipe and all. my stepmom heard her...
whatever
bored and angry that im bored and becoming a slut because im bored.
June 2011
16 posts
life goal
also i realized today that my ideal occupation would be a music producer. that’s all.
end of june
its been a little over a month since graduation. i made it back to the city this weekend, finally. i’m really happy that i had the opportunity to see friends and family, but what i’m really fortunate for is the fact that new york is accessible to me. it’s a great city. it makes me feel bubbly. maybe it’s the summer time, or that i don’t live there, or that i had sex,...
maybe i don't get out enough
but seriously,
do people like those on reality tv actually exist???
basically you all look the same and are all equally resmarted.
(sorry, emily)
Notes for myself; previews for you
I can’t wait to write about the time I cried on the plane coming back from spain and the time that I tried on a bikini when I was nine and felt incredibly uncomfortable.
are you kidding
22? really?
what am i supposed to do with that?
10 things that have courted me for a while:
1) itunes genius: sometimes you disappoint me, other times i wonder why we aren’t facebook official
2) lobster: i love people who love you but… you’re prehistoric. although, i do like your name.
3) cricket: not the insect. i still am kind of unsure what you’re all about. like water polo, people that play you are normally very attractive. this is why i’m still...
"these days" black keys
these blood red eyes, don’t see so good,
but what is worse is if they could
massholes
yes, i like your accent.
no, being a dick doesn’t translate to having swag.
yes, you can pay for my drinks.
no, this tequila is not as good as patron.
yes, i’m glad you tipped her 25%.
no, please don’t bother picking up the beer you spilled on my shoe. twice.
yes, this is pretty much it.
northflunk, vermont
i think its pretty normal for people to think that their high school went to shit after they graduated. but for me, its true.
whats wrong with television today
i wish the bachelorette would stop feeding the contestants cocaine.
old age
ive been listening to my mom and fred talk about how to log on to their audible.com account for 15 minutes. they had never heard of the “forgot your username or password” link. they thought the account was gone for good. i got in trouble for being a brat when i said you guys are too old for the internet.
sunburn
vermont makes me crazy
like i think its okay to not wear sunscreen and be in a field for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week.
like 3 people in my family have had skin cancer.
like what is that?
thank god for science?
baller mentality
My bed has got enough room for an OG and two gorgeous women. (Women?) I’m not an OG yet, just a baller. Cuz I live in an apartment. (That’s why?) You’re gorgeous, my princess. (Stop it.) Girls like you need to learn to say thanks. Like the other day I told this hott girl I liked her nails. She said it’s old and chipped, needed re-doing. You need to say thanks, that’s...
May 2011
2 posts
memoirs
a) someone needs to give me Jay-Z’s memoir for my birthday
b) im writing mine this summer, why a sock drawer only fucks you in the end OR how alcoholism taught me to live with one hand. i have hopes of spending my time off from being a farm laborer writing a masterpiece instead of drunk driving. all i know is the son of some surgeons from connecticut that live in northfield in a house with...
April 2011
1 post
lets call the whole thing off
bronxville at 12 until 2 am is always a mediocre idea
texting x-bfs is always a semi ok idea that might inspire ok feelings
spending 10 dollars on shitty nachos always makes me feel fantastic,
especially when other ugly people at the bar follow suit.
February 2011
1 post
almost march
am i really sleeping in a bed of dandelions
July 2010
1 post
i mean i guess
im so done with summer already its sad.
just like i was done with tumblr.
May 2010
3 posts
“soe keita si tu no quero comtestame.dio. te. espera el nusmo bar. beso.”
– el hombre guapo
“Dear Jaume,
Sometimes your name confuses me. But I think that it’s cool,...”
– trey
April 2010
33 posts
“…this bull is a bull and this horse is a horse… If you give a...”
– PABLO on GUERNICA
thank you allie!!
Watchjaja
WatchTOO MUCH
“de vez en cuando no hay nada que me gusta mas de un dia tranquilo”
– F.S.
isabel
in honor of her disappearance:
and the cab rushed into the 4 am darkness as she yelled viva la barcelona! looking back to us and her fist just brushing the moon.
top 5 best moments/images of my life