Here’s a 21st century list of sweet nothings to whisper to your loved one.
“I love you like a fat kid loves youth-onset diabetes.”
“Love is patient, love is kind. Answer my texts in less than a minute or I will cut you.”
“My never-ending love for you will last at least 73 days.”
“Roses are…
Mr. Graeber: Love Clichés: Updated for Modern Times
about the time I thought a man had given me flowers
when I moved to brazil for college, there was a guy I really liked.
we hung out for a bit on my first day here and the next day he began dating a girl whom I believe is still his girlfriend (though I am not sure because he deleted me from every network, making impossible for me to stalk keep up with his life). anyway, this is a story about the time my aunt gave me flowers for no particular reason:
of course I thought said dude would change his mind about the other girl once we hung out and he realized I might be the coolest person on earth. so when I came home on sunday and was told RED ROSES had been delivered to me, the elevator ride to my apartment became a taylor swift music video for 8 seconds and I was already coming up with what to say on the phone to him when I read the card that came with the beautiful flowers (at this point, I already had my phone in hands).
well, I did not actually read the card. my aunt’s name popped out and slapped me in the face. it was the nicest gesture, but at this point I was on the verge of tears due to the immense disappointment the flowers had brought.
to this day I have yet to receive flowers from a man and to be honest, I would rather get something that does not die after a few days. maybe an aloe vera plant?
yesterday I had the wonderful opportunity to attend tumblr’s official party in my hometown. as a fan of all tumblr things, it was flattering to be invited to such event along tumblr’s founder - david karp - and other people who are certainly more influential than me, rebecca the adult/metrophones’ girl.
one of my best friends and creative genius, pietro, tagged along and we had a blast. especially with the freebies. who does not love freebies?
anyway, thank you tumblr brasil! it was fun!
ps: my next post will be about the kind of tumblr friend I wish I had. keep tuned. you might be this person.
ps2: it would be nice to upload a picture set but tumblr is not allowing me to do so. ironically sad.
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Cuckoo - London Children’s Choir
i am not hannah either - SPOILER
i am half the way through girls S105 - hard being easy - and i am aware of how late i am on this but the past week has been kind of crazy and i have attempted to watch it multiple times but only now had the time to - and (SPOILER ALERT) you know the part where jessa took that guy to her apartment and shoshanna just quietly observed the whole thing behind the curtains? I AM SHOSHANNA BEHIND THE CURTAINS except i would have yelled STOP STOP PLEASE LET ME HIDE IN MY ROOM before anything happened - i am not creepy. but i feel like that could have happened to me. and the dialogue that follows, in which adam tells hannah sometimes the stuff she says sounds made up because everything bad happens to her? well… i have heard probably a thousand times.
ALRIGHT I WILL STOP TALKING ABOUT GIRLS NOW!
i am not lena dunham
the other this dude was like “you are not lena dunham, rebecca” and…
1- i am not trying to be, but if i could pursue a career as hers, it would be amazing so of course she is someone i look up to;
2- both her movie and tv show are about being in your 20s on the 21st century which… I AM!
3- i am also unemployed and single and as aforementioned, enjoy walking around the house wearing the same costume dunham chose for her character in tiny furniture;
4- it should be flattering that so many of us can relate to her characters and the situations they are in because it probably shows she is doing something right. universal girl themes and all;
5- when are those “which character from girls are you” quizzes coming out?
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Saturday Night Live | Kristen Wiig’s Farewell Sketch
d’awwwww.
this made me tear up a little. or a lot. can’t tell the difference these days.
A sample of stuff in my bed. PS: it was cleaned yesterday. Can’t have people over because there wouldn’t be space for an extra body. (Taken with instagram)
today in philosophy we read a short story where a guy was attracted to a girl because she was insecure and i was like “LIKE THE ONE DIRECTION SONG” and nobody laughed or helped me out and i ONCE AGAIN had to pretend i was serious and make a real argument about “what makes you beautiful”
i mean i guess i could try the whole “not being awkward and annoying all the time” thing but that sounds like such a hassle
LOL my mom e-mailed me this song and I was like, wait, mom: do you think I have issues with my self-esteem? (because you are probably right but you do not need to imply it, you know).
my pet turtle, zooey
back when I was in high school, grandma carol found a turtle at the front yard. this is kind of sad but I honestly cannot remember wanting to keep her. it is with almost 100% certainty that I recall my mother stating we should give the turtle back to nature. but somehow we ended up with zooey - I named her after zooey deschanel - living in our kitchen.
turtles are interesting pets because they are physically amusing yet unable to entertain or demonstrate affection. that means turtles are BORING pets. this is probably obvious for other humans but I remember complaining to my mother how zooey seemed to be dead most of the time. I would actually stick my finger close to her little head just to make sure she had not died.
eventually she died, of course, and there are no pictures proving her existence. sometimes I wish we could go back in time just so I could take a picture of her and prove I did have a pet turtle once in my life.
THIS IS A WARNING FOR ALL PEOPLE WHO WISH TO ACQUIRE PET TURTLES.
