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Whalebones - Man Man
Acapella version of Cry Me a River.
Precious. This caught my attention while I was brainstorming some ideas for my darling secondary classes.
(via overflowing)
And the world in its cold way started coming alive
And I stood there like a business man waiting for the train
And I got ready for the future to arrive”
- me: follow my words!
- daniel w: i can't. you're typing with your heart and not your brain. and your heart doesn't know how to navigate a qwerty properly.
I foolishly just had to have these. I basically couldn’t live without them. Especially after a random stranger in Target saw me walking around the store with them on and commented: Those are so you! Never mind that I am moving back to a tropical climate in less than a week!
I Wish I Had Candles to Blow Out…
because I have a super huge wish for next Christmas.
(via balltillifall)
Ok. I’ll buy that
Interesting. I’ll have to try that when one comes up on the iPod.
(via icanread)
So I would make fun of anyone else ruthlessly for this…
But I have started to become unabashed in my Spanglish. I like to write to my friends mi amor, mi corazon, te quiero mucho, and more. I deserve it - please mock me. I would feel better about myself. Nobody here really makes fun of me because either they are straightlaced teacher types or they don’t want to ruin their chances of getting a green card. I mean that in the most loving way possible.
Rubias with wind-tousled hair.
My new plan? Recreate the Christmas popcorn tins so prominent in the States. There will be regular, caramel, and cheese. Now what to put it in that’s even remotely festive? Do you see this going well for me? I have to make the popcorn on a stovetop. Correction, I have to walk over and force the neighbor boy to make it for me on the stovetop. I’ll keep you updated.
Would you marry a colmado driver for true love? My roommates and I were debating this. What if you couldn’t afford an inverter on his salary? I mean, true love existed before Benjamin Franklin. I’m convinced it would be possible, but they are a little more hesitant.
