To wish you were someone else is to waste the person you are.
stupidest oxymoron that exists
Respect is granted, respectability is earned.
Dear Reader, It’s a wonder why you’re here, isn’t it? Tumblr isn’t quite like Facebook, where adding practically everyone you’ve ever met is standard - perhaps an obligation. Tumblr is a personal collection. Reading a tumblr is comparable to peeling apart layers of a grand centenarian oak, working through each year of its life, discovering and adventuring - losing...
so nice to get away for a while and just #@%& the world
Zac Butchery →
note to self: 500gm grassfed ribeyes for 16 bucks
but love is not a victory march; it’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah
3 Reasons Why Time Will Stop
It is unbelievable It is painful It no longer holds significance, and therefore it does not matter anymore
A big part of me wishes I was born overseas. So I could write better.
Argument I heard on the bus
Guy 1: no, niggah, gay bros can raise babies. Look at that warthog motherfucker and that ferret thing that raised Simba. And that niggah became king of motherfucking Africa.
so vulgar but his logic is flawless
Restaurant post #1 is about Saveur on Purvis Street. When you walk in it looks so grand and all like a real French restaurant (it’s opposite Gunther’s), but then you sit down and it’s a little let down. The chairs are those kind you find in Kopitiam (as in the aircon chain) and water comes pre-poured in plastic cups. There’s a little paper napkin too. I probably sound...