i post a lot of iphone pictures and whine a lot sorry
my face / last.fm / twitter / instagram
still life records / ohnoimlateforschool

assisted selfie vs real selfie

my mom bought me an expandable “selfie stick” bc she knows me so well.

(it’s really called a mobile monopod but like really)

king-grandma:

~SO SICK OF PUNKBROS WHO JUST USE SHOWS AS AN EXCUSE TO PARTY AND BOTHER WOMYN AND GET DRUNK  
~SO SICK OF PUNKBROS WHO THINK PUNK IS ONLY ABOUT DESTRUCTION AND RULE BREAKING  
~SO SICK OF PUNKBROS WHO GET “OFFENDED” WHEN THEY’RE PRIVILEGE IS BROUGHT UP
~SO SICK OF PUNKBROS WHO USE PUNK AS A GUISE FOR THEIR INSUFFERABLE ATTITUDES 
~SO SICK OF PUNKBROS WHO THINK I OWE ANYTHING TO THEM
~SO SICK OF PUNKBROS WHO THINK THEY’RE ANY DIFFERENT THAN THE FRATBROS THEY MAKE FUN OF 

:D

:D

are you a singled celled organism?

yes i am a monad

are you a single lady?

um

working on a thing where I chronicle my experience living on my own for the first time/living in bklyn and I’m drawing everyone involved and I can’t stop laughing at my cartoon versions of them

party

party

nolibraryfines:

Social Anxiety In Punk: A (Hopefully) Recurring Series

tawny:

lamenelsom:

therunout:

August 26, 2014
by Bryne Yancey

Unlike my depression, which comes and goes, my social anxiety is a near-constant part of my life.

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i can probably relate to this more than anything ever. i’ve had severe social anxiety since i was about five and it’s incredibly…

yuuuuUUUuUUUUUuuUUUuuup

i act like an idiot on a daily basis but especially at shows where i might know people. this gets me.

(((o(*゚▽゚*)o)))

i miss my dog so much i am going to cry

alethiosaur:

Everlane* probably can’t endorse this particular use of their backpack, but it is making Watson adventures possible! 

Some notes on safety: As happy as I am about figuring out new ways to explore the city with Watson, I would not recommend this unless your best friend is an odd velcro dog without any escape instincts. Watson was secure and safe inside the bag, but only because he had no interest in getting out. In one test run at home, I put the backpack down, drawstring loosened, on the bed. Watson looked around, shifted to a more comfortable position, and fell asleep, still inside the backpack. While waiting for the train, I wore the backpack against my chest, where I could wrap my arms around him. Additionally, he is wearing a collar and leash; the leash is tied to the strap of the backpack.

* If you decide to use this link, I get credit — thank you!

yckmd:

Are you fine with telling me that I’m just another moment that has passed / another breath you let slip free?”

Teenage Cool Kids - Self-Abuse off Queer Salutations (2007).

Re-visiting this album - a classic.