♫ IF YOU LIKE A TUMBLR YOU SHOULD PROLLY FOLLOW IT ♫
Exhibit A.
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by Yulia, via syntheticpubes
(How You Know It’s A syntheticpubes Post: A) Skinny girl B) with visible ribs C) Looking wistful D) and if indoors, posing near a piece of furnishing you’d see in Nick’s room)
How many times do you really face a choice in life? How many times will you get the benefit of arriving at a crossroads, where you don’t have to fight the tug of rolling inertia, and your choice isn’t going to hurt someone you love? Not many. Make them count. They will define you.
— Po Bronson, “How My First Book Got Published” at The Rumpus
I fear that those of us who can only type our thoughts or feelings on some electronic piece of equipment will never be able to engage in an intimate relationship, because we don’t know what it’s like to feel vulnerable and try to avoid vulnerability at all costs.
— Is Facebook Hurting Feminism? (Coming up next, what really killed intimacy: the love letter & the postal service.)
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And god, I am now going to use up all of my early 2009 twee-allowance to say: I have all of these cats as little stickers, but I applied them to gold foil stickers like badges you can wear, and if you want one, I’ll send you one if you send me your address.
You said it Buster.
Damn, finally someone has a cute photo of Nick & I both. (Filed under: “We never write about us when things are good!”)
