I am a student at UIW.
I like everything classy, with some edge..
and a hint of mint.
(via ursulantonia)
(Source: veganvoodoo)
Q of the Day, for class: God’s Word is the Word beyond the words of Scripture, beyond the formulation of tradition, beyond the human attempt to capture or to literalize. It is rather the Word that by the grace of God is perceived as Spirit beyond letter. What does that mean to you?
Yes, I would like to answer your question with another question.. Does this not sound like a Chuck Norris joke?
Or can I simply say, looked, God’s a BAMF, kapeesh? Good.
I just told my Dad I wasn’t “listenating” when he was talking. I’m having trouble wrapping my head around it today.
let me just remind you that when you take away the fixed-gear bike, the messenger bag, the scarf that’s worn year-round, the ironic t-shirt, the dumb shoes, the pbr, the tattoos, plugs, and the stupid beard, we all look the same.
so, are you really in love with a guy or his accessories? or is it that you’re in love with the whimsical idea of an urban lumberjack type who will go on “adventures” with you, meanwhile being perfectly content with doing what every other human being our age does: drinking and fucking?
also, tell me about the last black guy you dated. what’s that? you can’t? cause every fucking uptown hipster is a white boy from the suburbs.
the uptown wannabes from the suburbs grow up idolizing the current inhabitants. when they’re old enough, they move there, grow beards and do the stupid shit that kids do (eg. drink). what’s ironic is that this new generation then grows up and becomes the new kids to be idolized by the new uptown wannabes from the suburbs. it’s an endless cycle of superficiality, facades, and stupid kids seeking affirmation from their peers.
the truth is, NONE OF YOU ARE COOL!
i wish i could be there, 20 years from now, when you look back at pictures of yourselves from today. it’s like explaining zubas in the 90s to someone today.
irony is not timeless.
marry a guy with a yacht.
#ictcft
Me and my little brother. Hah!
(via dollygumdrop)
Pray For You, a song my Dad suggested I give a listen to.
“You’re a vampire Michael! My own brother, a goddamn, shit-sucking vampire. You wait ‘till mom finds out, buddy!”
I wanted this guy to be my boyfriend when I was 3 years old.. Not weird at all. Oh, what could have been.
Comprehensive approach to seduction. Oh.. It’s always sunny.
The cheese to my macaroni, the macaroni to my cheese.
From the beginning of boiling the water, to the fork diving in,
I will be there for you thick or thin.
Yaa, I have a huge crush on all my friends.
“In the quest to be clever, I completely forgot about the people that I love and that love me. I decided I would be as clever as possible all the time and I did that at the expense of people I love and that feels absolutely terrible.” - John C. Mayer
This repentance has put things into perspective for this closet JCM fan. Some people, like John here, simply cannot help themselves- not because they lack, but because they are unaware. Eventually, the breaking and building will come to an end, where they will find peace, and by finding this peace they will be able to make the impact they were destined for. The breaking has just begun. Odds are that you will not be there to benefit. Oh John, you are well on your way to growing out of these outlandish facades, at the ripe age of 30.
Toadies for life. Weezer’s good too. Still in search of fresh talent.
