This isn’t the first time my brain has taken the image of Shoshana running for her life through the fields and turned it into some fucked up dream with me as a shapeshifting country mouse in front of Christopher Waltz’s pointed gun.
This isn’t the first time my brain has taken the image of Shoshana running for her life through the fields and turned it into some fucked up dream with me as a shapeshifting country mouse in front of Christopher Waltz’s pointed gun.
Yeah, I gotta finish a paper before dawn breaks but I’m more concerned with not having enough time to tweeze my brows into chola perfection so I can be camera-ready by 9.
In my soon to be 4 years of higher learning, it all boils down to this: Will I be able to pull off this eight to twelve page paper on a naked man pounding on pavement with aplomb? Will it blend?
Oh man. I thought my macbook said 101% charged. I almost lost my shit there.
It’s just 9:01 pm.
I am always tempted to say “script-supervose”.
These asian sorority scouts are preying on me today. Do I look like I’d join your bikini party? I’m wearing a fucking cardigan.
JANE KIM - the cutest and whitest. Again I know I’m gunna resve my yellow fever this summer goodluck persuing your white guy fetish.Someone wrote this in my yearbook.
This actually did happen to a real person, and the real person was me. I had gone to catch a train. This was April 1976, in Cambridge, U.K. I was a bit early for the train. I’d gotten the time of the train wrong.
I went to get myself a newspaper to do the crossword, and a cup of coffee and a…
You know those times when you remember all of the embarrassing and stupid things you did in your life and you cringe and suddenly say outloud to no one “OH GOD I WANT TO DIE” as though you are suffering from tourettes?