February 2012
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I miss the smell of oil paints and turpentine and linseed oil and that stuff that stained my hands bluish purple for days and had a label claiming that it could put me at risk for testicular cancer in the state of California.
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big butts
and i cannot lie
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jermey-hoover:
beirut: a good band and probably a nice city too
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My throat hurts and I think I am sick. Tomorrow I have to give a speech in my required public speaking class. It’s a terrifying enough ordeal as it is and I’m sure it will be even better with a sore throat and stuffy nose.
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The best kind of dream is the kind where Bill Cosby gives you advice on how to make a sculpture of Bill Cosby.
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Guys
Hey
Hey guys
My mama and I are going to London in May.
To. London.
London.
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Watch
What’s Downton Abbey? Basically it’s about a bunch of honkeys that live in a church— or maybe it’s a museum. Either way, they don’t got wifi.
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