May 2012
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GQ looking motherfucker.
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Art Institute and Columbia College drop outs...
soyeahduh:
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coycolleen:
SO GREAT
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Waiting for the bus.
Guy: I'll give you a cigarette if you come around the corner with me.
Me: That sounds like a trap.
April 2012
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We are such cunts.
Elsie: i went to allsaints and zara and topshop after work today and now i hate my life
Me: wtf. THANKS FOR THE INVITE! you fucking b!
Elsie: uh i was downtown
Me: it was my day off
Elsie: WELL i forgot
Me: so convenient
Elsie: i got coated pants FINALLY and mint green jeans and floral jeans and the crochet shorts i wanted from zara that were sold out online
Me: yeah im not listening im just talking shit about you to my dog
Elsie: HAHAHAHA i got a free notebook from topshop OH a denim shirt and...laura mercier foundation
Me: you should write about how much of a bitch you are in that notebook
Elsie: dun. ahahahaha I could but instead I will write about how I am such a great friend.
Me: well atleast you listened and got laura mercier
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March 2012
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I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling...
– On The Road Jack Kerouac
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February 2012
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E is for Elsie whose eggs are exceptional.
Elsie: my eggs are worth more than yours
me: oh thanks? haha
Elsie: not a joke WOMP
me: i wasnt taking it as one. i was just saying thanks for bringing that up.NOW IM GOING TO SLIT MY WRISTS
Elsie: great we can do it together
me: except you will die a rich woman with your abundance of EXPENSIVE EGGS
work conversations.
Rob: What happens if you mix the colors red and black?
Me: You would get black.
Rob: I am pretty sure you would get Darth Maul.
January 2012
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December 2011
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November 2011
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Nope, Can't.
Dad: What does the back of your shirt say? (referring to my Childish Gambino t-shirt)
Me: ...I can get it
Dad: What does that mean?
Me: I can...get...my dreams.