I don’t really keep up with new T&S video/tour content anymore, and it obviously happened quietly and gradually and it doesn’t really make me feel sad because we had a long run, Tegan and Sara and I. Three years of giggling at my laptop, reading interviews and articles and watching internet talk shows. But I see things like this and it’s just weird how two years ago I would’ve smiled and searched for the video and maybe forced some people to watch it and now I feel pretty numb. Like, I remember very clearly being the person who loved this sort of thing and I still do, in a nostalgic way, but it’s funny and a little sad how growing up is anchored to books and music and television and art and people. A pencil hatchmark on the kitchen wall, proof you’re a little different today.
(Source: chariotchaser, via teganquinbanter)
10:10 pm |
June 16 2013
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Fairy pizza woodland sprite
8:16 pm |
June 15 2013
“It’s poetry’s uselessness that excites me. Its hopelessness. All this talk of usefulness makes me feel I’ve suddenly been shanghaied into the helping professions. Prose is practical language. Conversation is practical language. Let them handle the usefulness jobs. But of course, poetry has its balms. It makes us less lonely by one. It makes us have more room inside ourselves.”
— Kay Ryan
8:53 pm |
June 11 2013
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There’s so much I want to do, which doesn’t make me anxious so much as excited. I want to write and volunteer and find jobs that fit and grow vegetables and go to Europe and learn about physics and art and how to sew buttons. And I can! Life is long. I can fill my time with good, worthwhile things and people; I am hopeful and creative and interested and I can grow my brain and my heart every day.
10:29 pm |
June 9 2013
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Had a "Small-Town Girl in a Big City"© moment today
| Bus driver: |
Ma'am, this is the last stop.
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| Me: |
weren't you supposed to stop on Connecticut and K?
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| Driver: |
Yeah I did, you missed it. But here, I'll take you back.
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| Me: |
Thanks so much! Sorry I'm dumb, I just moved here.
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| Driver: |
Ohhh, from where?
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| Me: |
North Carolina!
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| Driver: |
Dang! Well we're glad to have you. We stole you from North Carolina!
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| Me: |
I think they'll survive.
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| Driver: |
*roar of laughter* here's your stop!
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| Me: |
**EVERYONE IS BEAUTIFUL.** |
11:30 pm |
June 6 2013
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fishingboatproceeds:
authorsarahdessen:
They’re here! Now it feels real. :)
The best day is the day the finished copies arrive at your house.
(I have read this book, and it is really wonderful. If you like Dessen books, you’ll love it. If you don’t like Dessen books, it’s because you haven’t read them, and now YOU CAN SOLVE THAT PROBLEM.)
I love when my author crushes are friends !!
4:05 pm |
June 2 2013
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“All of this callous tween-trolling is a drag, and maybe that’s all there is to say about it. But there are leagues of pre-pubescent mental athletes out there who could own any one of us in a ‘sport’ that, it so happens, every single fucking one of us has technically trained for. For more than a decade, with grades. Can you imagine if every American was made to play basketball, intensively and with parents mean-mugging our report cards if our defensive rotations were slow, for twelve years?”
—
The Classical: Respect The Lex
(Source: alan-hanson)
8:10 pm |
May 31 2013
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“Normally I’d tell you to go to my blog, but even that’s being censored by Hank.”
— Dale Gribble
12:05 am |
May 27 2013
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