go to filthy hotel room, get sick for several days, sweat, monitor mullet status
beauty tip: when there’s not enough mascara in the tube, spit in it
Ball and Cone are going on vacation. They’ll be back in September.
They better take lots of pictures
I’m pretty transient at heart but my relationship and my job are here, so this is it for the foreseeable future.
Shirts are finally done. Outstanding orders shipped out today. laurapallmall.storenvy.com
'It never occurred to him that what he considered unreal was in fact his real life
i watched THE PUNK SINGER a couple times and really loved it. i didn’t come up on that music, even though i like a lot of it, but i’d always been kind of skeptical of (what i knew about) riot grrrl until i saw that movie. specifically, i found the lolita-ish fashions and sexual affections kind of suspicious — like, we’re supposed to be escaping from shady patriarchal sexual ideas, aren’t we, why are we up in these babydoll dresses and pigtails and shit?
i knew that there were lots of responses to that question — that it’s ironic, that celebrating your sexiness for your own satisfaction is as important as liberating yourself from the obligation to be sexy, etc — but i never really got any satisfaction until i saw THE PUNK SINGER. i wish i could remember who says this, but i really liked this comment about how a lot of participators in riot grrrl had had their childhood co-opted, either by oppressive social standards or by actual sexual exploitation, so this little girl-oriented pageantry was sort of about reclaiming what was lost.
1: Let’s start with a tricky one; what is the real reason you are confused
2: Do you ever get “good morning” texts from anyone?
3: If your significant other smoked pot, would you care?
4: Do you find it easy to trust others?
5: What were you doing at 11PM last night?
these are what i’m talking about, in case i’m being opaque. also IS THIS THE LONGEST ONE? IF THERE’S A LONGER ONE SHOW ME IT.
haxpaxmax replied to your post:i just searched tumblr for “put a number in my ask…It’s truly staggering how many people act like preteen girls on quizilla or some shit.
what’s really weird to me is that if the blogger either chooses the #s post to reblog, or writes the questions themselves, it indicates that they already have this body of things they want to talk about and have answers for — but they want someone else to ask, for other people to pretend to have become spontaneously curious. i guess i understand the temptation, but i just can’t commit, it’s too absurd.