August 2010
My favorite response, still, when I have no idea...
is to quickly send my finger to their mouth and sigh with an Italian accent,
“Shhhhhhh, No.”
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THINGS MISSING FROM LAKE HAVASU THAT I WILL...
More vuvuzela.
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What is far less permanent than a tattoo, easier...
A gun.
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I love starting the work day with good ol'...
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J Bieber song 800% slower = Magic →
(via swani)
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Cold
If you were to ask me how to describe missing someone I would tell you that one word.
Cold.
In the means of definition, it’s not the chill that runs inside you now. Except it is.
It’s not the cold breeze of an airplane terminal at 7am. Except it can be.
It’s also not the cold, still side of your bed that you can’t seem to sleep on.
Except it totally is.
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هاهَنا؟
“What is this?”
I’ve finally advanced to typing in Arabic, and it’s crazy to learn a new keyboard. I love how the letter’s form automatically changed when you go, as they’re written differently in ending, middle and beginning.
I don’t care if I’m the only one excited about this.
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"Eat Pray Love" In Movie Cry Count:
Women: 1
Men: 3
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