i frequently obtain boy advice from the lesbians in my life
and 80% of the time they are right 100% of the time which beats the 0% for straight women giving me advice
“ask his mom to ask him”
YEAH GOOD IDEA
>>Anonymous asked: 49
I can’t think of anything I should have told someone, but didn’t. I have a huge mouth. I can think of plenty of things I wish I hadn’t said. I’m much too bold.
>>civilchaos asked: 28 ~
I’ve always wanted to do animations for movies! Computer stuff is great, but you can’t beat the traditional hand-drawn classics. :)
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when i hear fireworks i always run like THE DEVIL IS AFTER ME and pretend i’m in the 1800s and there’s a war or some shit goin’ on. don’t ruin my fantasy.
>>“can i buy you a drink?”
it was a few minutes past four in caelum. the third restaurant from the dock was serving its usual customers: the lorris family patriach who went out to dinner (read: to the bar) every sunday to escape his nagging wife, mr. everly of damhaff drive and, of course, me. i biked here almost every night when we were up here. i normally got a chocolate milk, which i swear tasted better here than it did back home.
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- me: did you do this
- a yearbook staffer: maybe
- police officer: so they just fell off of the cliff?
kind of an okay day.
it was much too cold, but that was good. i finally didn’t get the whole “why are you wearing a sweatshirt?” ordeal. i swear it was about 88 degrees in the third floor of my school on friday. i eventually caved and ripped off my jacket and figured with two days left, i could bare with the consequences. i, however, was not surprised to find no one noticed anything. with a nonobservant community, i was safe. i was sound. i have a few days left and with nothing left to lose. nothing left to hide but a small, unimportant secret.
i went to take pictures of the beach, but was kind of unmotivated. i went to the market, looked for you, but you were at home. i drove by your house, threw a few (smoked) cigarettes on your lawn and drove back. within ten minutes, you had done the same. seven three three, aim. melanie has bad aim.
i took my camera out of its case and just stared at it for a few minutes. i didn’t have to take pictures. i didn’t have to. it was my choice. no more “you should have caught that” from medusa or “be sure to bring your camera!” i wrote something in the sand that i was going to take a picture of but totally forgot about it until it was too dark.
i’m free, it said.
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sometimes i think i’ve made friends on tumblr but then i realize whatever i have posted that got notes was just reblogged by carolyn
sigh
>>i always laugh when people write “what happened” on changed relationship statuses on facebook
what do you mean what happened?
it says right there.
Stacy went from being “in a relationship” to “single.”
that’s what happend.
and anything else that happened is really none of your business.
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