“ice… currency of the future.” haaaaaaaaaha.

special indiana cookies. goddamnit i love this state. sup fridayyyy?

pretty rad. haha.

this year just doesn’t seem to want to slow down and i can’t fucking catch up. i realize things are always changing and change is the only constant, blah blah blah, but nothing seems to stick anymore. how can one make it so far and have no clue who they actually are, what they actually stand for, what they care about, who they care about.. why they care.. things were so insanely different this time last year, it’s hard to even fathom at this point. something i’ve learned, always trust your gut. as the days quickly fade, i find myself missing very few. the strange thing is though, i’m content. it’s not like anything i’ve ever felt before, the best way i can think to describe it is i can vividly see people’s true colors. the people who i keep close to me are so bright, both literally and metaphorically, and all the dull is falling by the wayside, or just have unfortunate waves. but no matter the frequency of the waves, the once ill-starred colors have yet to do any damage. i don’t need anything from anyone. if you aren’t here now, you won’t be.

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vintagedreamqueen:

let—yourselfgo:

Elvis and Judy Tyler in Jailhouse Rock, 1957.

thedailywhat:

Life-Altering Invention of the Day: The Sprayracha is a thing. A thing that actually works. Holy schnikes.

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