(via thatsfunnyandtrue) thirst, a short story.

(via thatsfunnyandtrue) thirst, a short story.

sometimes i pretend

not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. (via nikita-banana) (via unpublishedwriting)

(via dirtand-roses) (via killerinstinct) all day, every day.

(via dirtand-roses) (via killerinstinct) all day, every day.

i live my life

annoyed by one insignificant thing at a time. (via theblueprint)

that awkward moment

when you look both ways down a one way street. (via thatgirlwholovespalmtrees) (via thatawkwardmoment)

(via desmondpartist) (via billiesbluesday)

(via desmondpartist) (via billiesbluesday)

i was trying to nap, but then i didn’t end up napping because i got carried away on the internet.

that will be the title of my midlife memoir. (via sade)

a beer suggestion by yours truly.

a beer suggestion by yours truly.

(via ilovecharts)

(via ilovecharts)

(via yeseli) (via purplevaccine) pretty much.

(via yeseli) (via purplevaccine) pretty much.

le parfait gentleman: i’m actually quite tired of the chris brown news.

(via jfkennedy) an awesome read.

(via richesforrags) (via thegirlsoflincolnpark)

(via richesforrags) (via thegirlsoflincolnpark)

(via thegirlsoflincolnpark)

you know when you have to be somewhere

but you keep telling yourself “5 more minutes of internetting” over and over again?
that is my ultimate GPOY. (via sade)

hey looney toons out here, the cta bus driver is the driver — not your therapist.

trivique’s 2 cents on the lovely motormouths who expect feedback on the regular. we want to be transported safely, not have ‘em get bogged down by your life stories.

crap jams vol. 2011: the worst songs of the year.

ernest put together a craptastic list.

.....fleeting moments and the daily grind.

from the city of wind, in a love-hate tango with nostalgia, doubts there'll ever be a point when common will not be relevant, revels in (eases) life's cherry pits, and fueled by words & beats.