This destroys my fairy tale.
Sprinting; I hadn’t sprinted since Little Athletics - even then I wasn’t very good. Yet there I was, a 24-year-old with two grocery bags full of belongings, tripping over my skinny jeans like a drunken giraffe trying to escape a starved lion.
There I was - sprinting away from my…
I haven’t uploaded a cover in ages! So here you go world! Ignore my out of tune singing…
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Dresden dolls last night…holy shit. Note the eyebrows.
Just going to watch this from now on when I need to laugh/want to be overwhelmed by cuteness.
(Reblogged this from http://ithinkitsonvideo.tumblr.com/ - cool idea guys! ^_^)
He makes me feel like this.
It’s 2012. Get downnnn,
Such is a silence
of a woman who
speaks against silence, knowing
silence is what
moves us to speak.
—from Ilya Kaminsky, “Deaf Republic: 10” (via poetryeater)
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