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Dream I Didn’t Know I Had of the Day: to be in a picture with Neil Patrick Harris pointing at me. My life would be COMPLETE.
Since I'm going home for Thanksgiving break, I've decided to take a break from Tumblr and all that other internet crap while I'm home. I need to visit my friends out in the real world =)
Seriously, people didn’t have this problem fifty years ago. What gives. (See you in nine days!)
Little Lion Man - Mumford & Sons
But it was not your fault but mine/ And it was your heart on the line/ I really fucked it up this time/Didn’t I, my dear?
Ah, it’s like a dream.
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Simba!
This takes dedication.
HOLY SHIT. This is a tattoo worth getting. And that is the first time I have EVER said that.
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zombify your proof of love…
The ultimate expression of love.
Story | by Great Northern
This band’s popularity does not mirror their sound at all. Great Northern is a beautiful band with a small fanbase.
I first heard Great Northern on PureVolume about a year ago. They sent me a message suggesting that I check them out. The message they sent was humble and personal, not one of those annoying, “Heyyyyyy, what’s up? You’ll love us because we’re awesome!” things. So I did. And I loved what I heard.
If it wasn’t for them reaching out to me, I wouldn’t have known about them, and I would have been seriously missing out.
So this is me reaching out to you. Give them a listen!
I’m liking this, they sound like Metric meets Noah And the Whale. DO give them a listen!
All my friends are jerks ;p
Case in point: my friend who called just to tell me he’s in a five star luxury beach resort, about to head out for the spa. Oh and he’s having sushi for dinner.
And I’m sitting in my room watching videos of cats while it’s pouring outside.
Jerk.
Maybe it’s because I’m not big on sushi, or that I’m not really a beach person, but your situation sounds…better…
WOWWWW, HANNAHHHHHH.
I have my weekly brain-slicing migraine and I feel like I'm about to vom, so instead of complaining I'm forcing myself to make a list of good things to distract myself.
1. A couple weeks ago I acted in a friends video for her class. I thought I did a horrible job and kept apologizing because I didn’t know my lines, but this morning she said her professor told her I did ”a great job” and that I nailed the character. This completely made my week! Also, his name is Liam O’Brien, which is the most precious name ever, so his opinion automatically matters more than yours.
2. I don’t have to read for Anthropology after all!
3. At least I have a mouth to vom out of. Zombies mouths tend to fall off much easier so a lot of the time they don’t even have them. Why is this part of my list.
4. In hopefully a week I’ll be eating a vegetarian salad from Chipotle with EXTRA guac.
5. Nine weeks ‘til Sundance. Nine weeks ‘til Sundance. Nine weeks ‘til Sundance.
6. After my 8am a random girl who I’d never seen before complimented my outfit. (I wanted to say something nice back, but she was wearing leggings as pants like every other queeftard, so I just smiled and said “Oh, thank you so much!”)
7. Oh, this one is important. Fog Warning. Actually, this one is so important that I will give it its own post later.
8. This Thursday I’ll be drinking lemon Svedka out of a giant soap dispenser. Don’t ask questions, just accept the beauty and move on.
This is an outlet for all of my uncool obsessions so that they don't spill into every day life and make me more of a social outcast than I already am. Closet geek. Okay.
Also, you can mail your love letters and hate mail to sheishannahrific at gmail dot com!
