August 2011
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My Favorite Mistake
Hey you guys! I’m back! Missed me? *crickets chirping, tumbleweed rolls past* Not that anyone reads this anymore, but I decided it’s time I get some of my thoughts down in writing because all this med school shizzle is turning my brain to slush. It’s at the point where I can’t even sleep anymore. Everything I do these days is to keep myself distracted. I study, hit...
Aug 27th
March 2011
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I promised myself a pep talk today. So here it...
It is only normal to panic. Introduce me to someone who hasn’t had a single anxiety attack his or her entire existence, then maybe I’d believe otherwise. It is actually a good sign; it only means that you don’t have to fret about cerebral inactivity because your noggin is pretty much juiced up to begin with. The thing there is, even though it is normal, you should get over it...
Mar 6th
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I don’t understand how these people continue to get record deals one after another and I can’t. They all must be the fuck of the millennium because they’re sure not getting there with just mere talent. They’re like the Stephenie Meyer of music. Ever read her novels? That bitch is dumber than a festering lung. She must have blackmailed someone just to get her book deal. ...
Mar 6th
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Mar 6th
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Mar 6th
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“It’s not the load that breaks you down. It’s the way you carry it.”
– Lena Horne (1917-2010)
Mar 6th
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Mar 6th
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Does anyone else think they ruined Sex and the City’s legacy with those atrocious film adaptations? Now everyone who has never seen the TV show thinks the whole franchise is a big joke because of those terriBAD films that came out. Case in point: some ignoramus blogger who shall remain nameless compared Sex and the City to Pretty Little Liars, Cougar Town, and even Twilight, saying he had...
Mar 6th
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Mar 6th
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55 things you ought to know about me...
*Ten things you wish you could say to ten different people right now (don’t tell us who they are): 1. You’re the one for me, fatty. 2. I don’t wanna, I don’t think so. 3. Yes, I get by with a little help from my friends. 4. Mirror me your memories, please. 5. If you close the door, the night could last forever. 6. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. 7. I...
Mar 5th
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My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-2-27) →
Sonic Youth (54) Pixies (36) Sparks (27) PJ Harvey (26) Quasimoto (24) Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Mar 5th
December 2010
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My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-12-19) →
Team Starkid (74) Sonic Youth (42) The Fall (38) Pixies (36) Swans (35) Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Dec 29th
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New Year's resolution: to be an authentic woman
Yeah, about resolutions. I leafed through my offline diary and eventually located the entry for this year’s resolutions. I stated rather crystal clearly that I wanted to weigh around seven kilograms, but apparently I failed miserably. Not that it matters but just feel like saying that. Goddamnit, I sound so fucking shallow!!! Okay, okay, on to next year’s resolutions! But…...
Dec 28th
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Dec 28th
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Dec 28th
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Dec 28th
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Dec 28th
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Dec 28th
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I am SO back, Tumblrverse!
What did I miss? WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DID I MISS
Dec 28th
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November 2010
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Puddles gather rain
I can’t help but feel utterly morose whenever it rains. I would deliberately position myself in a corner where I can hear it falling, where I can see the wistful dance unfold, where I can feel the breeze it alone delivers, where I can experience all of that without getting soaked. I would close my eyes, and let the inaudible music play. I hate that I love what it does to me. But I feel...
Nov 11th
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Nov 11th
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Anonymous asked: I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SUMMER
Nov 11th
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WatchWatch
My favorite scene in an otherwise pretentious film adaptation.
Nov 11th
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Nov 11th
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I provide much-needed sarcasm
BUFFY: Well, from now on, I'm your leader as in "do what I say."
XANDER: Ja wohl! But let's not try to forget, we're also your friends.
ANYA: I'm not!
BUFFY: Then why are you here? Aside from getting rescued, what is it that you do?
ANYA: I provide much-needed... sarcasm.
Nov 11th
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Anonymous asked: YOU MAKE MY COCK SO FUCKING HARD FYI
Nov 11th
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Nov 11th
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Nov 11th
October 2010
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Feel free to add me on Twitter →
Since I haven’t been around much here on Tumblr lately, aside from last.fm, this is the only destination where you can get your fix of me elsewhere. ^__^
Oct 22nd
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Oct 22nd
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Oct 22nd
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Oct 22nd
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Is this a penis metaphor?
XANDER: You girls need a lift?
BUFFY: What is this?
XANDER: What do you mean, what is it? It's my thing.
WILLOW: Your thing?
XANDER: My thing!
BUFFY: Is this a penis metaphor?
XANDER: It's my thing that makes me cool. You know, that makes me unique. I'm Car Guy. Guy with the car.
Oct 22nd
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Oct 22nd
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Actually, I have nothing to blog about
Life has been infinitely mundane. Therefore, I shall talk about… (Shit, I’ve been sitting here for the past five minutes nervously wracking my brains for something, ANYTHING to talk about!) No, my life is actually NOT infinitely mundane. On the contrary, it is awesomely interesting. But everything interesting that has happened recently involves the word SEX, so I might as well...
Oct 22nd
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Oct 18th
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Anonymous asked: hi, i've been avidly following your blogging career since you were on blogspot. still innovative posts as ever, i see. such a crime that you haven't gotten your 15 minutes yet because, believe you me, YOU DESERVE THAT
Oct 18th
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“You want sex? Let’s have sex. Right here. Hot, sweaty, big sex.” Probably my all-time favorite Xanya moment.
Oct 18th
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Oct 18th
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