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my emo problems

cuz it’s that time of the month
i’m entitled to this rant

i wish i could tell you what to do and make you do it because it’s better for you
you’re so broken
and i wish i could fix you
but im obviously not the one to fix you
and i wouldnt want anything other than that
i can help you but i doubt that you can help me
i hope you get your shit together

i fucking hate hormones.  

sometimes people on facebook are such slowpokes
I LOVE YOU JENNIFER LAWRENCE
(I didn’t make this gif)

I LOVE YOU JENNIFER LAWRENCE

(I didn’t make this gif)

ilovecharts:

Zombie Phrenology

WHAT’S IN YOUR HEAAAADDD?IN YOUR HEEEAAADDDD?  

ilovecharts:

Zombie Phrenology

WHAT’S IN YOUR HEAAAADDD?
IN YOUR HEEEAAADDDD?  

explore-blog:

A brief history of anxiety, with lovely artwork by German illustrator Henning Wagenbreth.

explore-blog:

brief history of anxiety, with lovely artwork by German illustrator Henning Wagenbreth.

hilarytsui:

MBT x Liger


these are ugly as fuck and not even hillary tsui can pull them off

hilarytsui:

MBT x Liger

these are ugly as fuck and not even hillary tsui can pull them off

newyorker:

Why Are So Many Americans Single?

Few things are less welcome today than protracted solitude—a life style that, for many people, has the taint of loserdom and brings to mind such characters as Ted Kaczynski and Shrek. Does aloneness deserve a less untoward image? Aside from monastic seclusion, which is just another way of being together, it is hard to come up with a solitary life that doesn’t invite pity, or an enviable loner who’s not cheating the rules. (Even Henry David Thoreau, for all his bluster about solitude, ambled regularly into Concord for his mother’s cooking and the local bars.) Meanwhile, the culture’s data pool is filled with evidence of virtuous togetherness. “The Brady Bunch.” The March on Washington. The Yankees, in 2009. Alone, we’re told, is where you end up when these enterprises go south.
And yet the reputation of modern solitude is puzzling, because the traits enabling a solitary life—financial stability, spiritual autonomy, the wherewithal to buy more dishwashing detergent when the box runs out—are those our culture prizes. Plus, recent demographic shifts suggest that aloneness, far from fading out in our connected age, is on its way in. In 1950, four million people in this country lived alone. These days, there are almost eight times as many, thirty-one million. Americans are getting married later than ever (the average age of first marriage for men is twenty-eight), and bailing on domestic life with alacrity (half of modern unions are expected to end in divorce). Today, more than fifty per cent of U.S. residents are single, nearly a third of all households have just one resident, and five million adults younger than thirty-five live alone. This may or may not prove a useful thing to know on certain Saturday nights.

- In this week’s issue, Nathan Heller writes about  Eric Klinenberg’s new book, “Going Solo: The Extraordinary Rise and Surprising Appeal of Living Alone”: http://nyr.kr/HvawXS 

newyorker:

Why Are So Many Americans Single?

Few things are less welcome today than protracted solitude—a life style that, for many people, has the taint of loserdom and brings to mind such characters as Ted Kaczynski and Shrek. Does aloneness deserve a less untoward image? Aside from monastic seclusion, which is just another way of being together, it is hard to come up with a solitary life that doesn’t invite pity, or an enviable loner who’s not cheating the rules. (Even Henry David Thoreau, for all his bluster about solitude, ambled regularly into Concord for his mother’s cooking and the local bars.) Meanwhile, the culture’s data pool is filled with evidence of virtuous togetherness. “The Brady Bunch.” The March on Washington. The Yankees, in 2009. Alone, we’re told, is where you end up when these enterprises go south.

And yet the reputation of modern solitude is puzzling, because the traits enabling a solitary life—financial stability, spiritual autonomy, the wherewithal to buy more dishwashing detergent when the box runs out—are those our culture prizes. Plus, recent demographic shifts suggest that aloneness, far from fading out in our connected age, is on its way in. In 1950, four million people in this country lived alone. These days, there are almost eight times as many, thirty-one million. Americans are getting married later than ever (the average age of first marriage for men is twenty-eight), and bailing on domestic life with alacrity (half of modern unions are expected to end in divorce). Today, more than fifty per cent of U.S. residents are single, nearly a third of all households have just one resident, and five million adults younger than thirty-five live alone. This may or may not prove a useful thing to know on certain Saturday nights.

- In this week’s issue, Nathan Heller writes about  Eric Klinenberg’s new book, “Going Solo: The Extraordinary Rise and Surprising Appeal of Living Alone”: http://nyr.kr/HvawXS 
i’d be all flossed out in club monaco when i turn 25
— 21 year old self. 

such crap

cathlove:

I love Freddie Mercury and Queen so much. He is one of the most beautiful and talented men to have ever lived I think.

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