VIVRE COMME UNE CITRONE

you've met me at a very "yeah i'm trying to work on that" time in my life

ancient roman women whose husband keeps looking at the neighbour's boy quintus and he never looks at her that way and she can't even chainsmoke in the kitchen because they don't have marlboro blues in ancient times. and she can't even go to the club because they haven't discovered drum and bass music yet. her friend clodia's having visions of a woman named doechii but neither of them knows what that means

i know they say no one is coming to save you but why the fuck not

if you fall from grace enough times eventually you’ll get really good at sticking the landing

I practice a lifestyle I call "stupid hedonism" where instead of axting to.maximize my pleasure I mostly just do wharver j want and then face the consequences :/

some birds are very intuitively named. looked up a sparrow going chipchipchip in my yard, it was a chipping sparrow. saw a black bird with red wings, it was a red winged blackbird. gray bird that sounds like a cat? gray catbird. the first time i saw a house finch it was perched on a windowsill. However, some birds are the red-bellied woodpecker

I gotta google something real quick

who named this bird

The Mist (2007) by Frank Darabont