March 2012
55 gallons of lube on the wall, 55 gallons of...
girlargueswithtree:
take one down
pass it around
you probably still have a shit load left
because really?
55 gallons??
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Why HELLO headwound endorphine rush.
I just openly laughed at a customer who asked if there’s any chocolate in a cafe mocha.
Everything is comedy fucking gold forever
Infrequently used threats:
goodarms-vs-badarms:
Grandma, give me some Cookie Crisp or I will make fire in your house.
jpegartifacts:
I’m pro-death. Kill all of the fetuses. Abortions for everyone.
And then I slipped and cracked my head on the...
so they sent me on lunch to recover. I think this shift just got better; it’s like a throbbing tilt-a-whirl filled with espresso.
February 2012
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"My sister lost her baby... and my state requires... →
stfuconservatives:
leeleeleelee submitted: “This is the reality of Texas’ ultrasound for abortion bill. A 30 year old Texas woman’s fetus’ heart stopped beating after 12 weeks. The options given were to wait until miscarriage, give birth to it, or to abort it (the preferred, safest option). She has to look at an ultrasound of her already dead fetus and if she looks away, she will have to...
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lostsomething replied to your post: whiteoleander replied to your photoset: And my…
I get all fluttery every time your Prufrock tattoo gets mentioned.
WHERE WERE PEOPLE LIKE YOU IN HIGH SCHOOL NO JUSTICE, I TELLS YA
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whiteoleander replied to your photoset: And my tattoo so far, to be completed next week. …
beautiful script, what does it say?
“The ocean is always looking for a way into your boat.” It’s from a poem by Nick Flynn. And the kraken is from “The Thief of Always” by Clive Barker, and the mermaid and crab with coffee spoons are from T.S. Eliot.
I, uh, kind of like...
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nicotinecoughdrop:
speak, girl: weirdsociology: dazaibrosamu: fluxcapacitoppar: autumn-and-eve:…
weirdsociology:
dazaibrosamu:
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richwhitelesbian:
i hope rick santorum is walking down the street and someone is walking the opposite way towards him and they both try to go around eachother the same...
Never, ever, ever
go to a Puscifer show while sexually frustrated. Goddamnfuckchristbastard.
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spitfireinspace asked: I GIVE UP ON AND FORSAKE THE TENNESSEE POSTAL SERVICES, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOUR SHERPAS, THIS IS A JOB FOR TENSING
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ashlipants replied to your photoset: nothing-rhymes-with-ianto: I don’t know what…
Did Kevin get you into the show? Or was it of your own accord? I’ve always wondered that for some odd reason,
He carried me into it kicking and screaming. I had no choice AUGGHHH THE DIALOGUE AND PACING IS SO GOOD AND LEAN
He may have done a similar thing with Gilmore Girls. My shame is complete.
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callmeshiny replied to your post: Consider the following passage from chapter 4 of…
But then Nick would end up a companion and somehow the story would be even more stupidly tragic.
Most people think that wealth is a strict progression of labor to capital, but actually, from a morally duplicitous American Dream viewpoint, it’s more like a big ball of drinkly-winkly, sobby-wobby...
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Consider the following passage from chapter 4 of Gatsby:
"All right, old sport," called Gatsby. We slowed down. Taking a white
card from his wallet he waved it before the man's eyes.
"Right you are," agreed the policeman, tipping his cap. "Know you next
time, Mr. Gatsby. Excuse ME!"
"What was that?" I inquired. "The picture of Oxford?"
"I was able to do the commissioner a favor once, and he...
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brosophila started following you
Wait, how was I not already following you? You’re aces.
Am I the only one
lostsomething:
ryanvoid:
callmeshiny:
ryanvoid:
who detects massive levels of the Kissing Cousins trope between Nick & Daisy?
Jesus, am I shipping wincest in Gatsby?
I need a drink.
Nope, I totally shipped it. My Gatsby OT…P was actually Nick/Daisy/Gatsby.
My OTP has to be Gatsby/Hydroplane
Guys. Seriously? I am appalled.
Gatsby/Green Light
Aaaand this round goes to...
Am I the only one
callmeshiny:
ryanvoid:
who detects massive levels of the Kissing Cousins trope between Nick & Daisy?
Jesus, am I shipping wincest in Gatsby?
I need a drink.
Nope, I totally shipped it. My Gatsby OT…P was actually Nick/Daisy/Gatsby.
My OTP has to be Gatsby/Hydroplane
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lostsomething replied to your post: Am I the only one
You’re so not the only one. It’s obvious that Nick is half in love with everyone in that book. I haven’t read it in a while to cite references, but…
Yeah, I haven’t read it since high school, but have to know it back-to-front by tomorrow. And in the interim between high school and now, I’ve become fixated on tropes and it’s...
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Am I the only one
who detects massive levels of the Kissing Cousins trope between Nick & Daisy?
Jesus, am I shipping wincest in Gatsby?
I need a drink.
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Holy shit. You guys. I FOUND A GREAT GATSBY NES... →
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Nick Carraway, you big dildo. You are a trowel with a smiley face drawn on. You’re like a sports announcer for metaphors:
“The American Dream has the ball! Gatsby’s chasing her downfield, he’s chasing her, OH NO SHE DOESN’T CARE ABOUT YOUR STUPID MONEY AND SHE SPIKED THE FOOTBALL ON YOUR HOPES AND DREEEEAAAMS.”
Jesus, Nick. Do the dishes or something.
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starsgowaltzing replied to your post: “Tom’s getting very profound,” said Daisy with an…
I bet Zelda was pretty good at banter already (and emasculating him.)
Zelda wore his junk as a tasteful summer hat. I’m surprised he didn’t dedicate Gatsby to “that castrating harpy what made me feel all small.”
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"Tom's getting very profound," said Daisy with an expression of
unthoughtful sadness. "He reads deep books with long words in them.
What was that word we----"
VAPID, Daisy. The word you're adorably groping for is VAPID.
WOMEN WITH BRAINS FRIGHTEN YOU, FRANCIS. THEY WAIT UNDER YOUR BED TO ENGAGE YOU WITH THEIR WITTY SUCCUBUS BANTER.
Holy shit, F. Scott
Did you create the Manic Pixie Dream Girl trope out of spare wackiness and spunk? Fuck’s sake, Francis. Come off it.
