when you start to make things right with someone you’ve known for 7 years, but haven’t spoken to in nearly a year, a little part of you feels like it’s mending itself.
Alright, a big part of you.
not now, maybe later.
I get paid to allow access into my immature thoughts and ideas at Hasbro's cake mix studios, spreading my seeds of love between NY and CA.
Transformers and action figures have become a major part of my work schedule.
Sometimes I draw things, sometimes people like it.
Me and some friends run the online publication, Artist Advocacy, which is our awesome excuse to meet interesting people.
I have an uncanny knack for steering my life in a hundred different directions.
Oh god. I’m gonna throw up.
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Disorder
Richard Pryor versus his audience.
William wore his best tuxedo today for the ceremony.
I’m only mildly obsessed with emma’s cats. Sometimes I try to hold their paws and they graciously decline.
Snooze you later, buddies.
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There are some nights when I just need to listen to this a few times.
No, Cassie, the Wiggle Room is not a strip club.
—My producer, Ed
(Source: accrochez-vous-bien, via agentlewoman)
Today isn’t so bad.
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Baby’s Arms// Kurt Vile
If this song doesn’t make your insides hurt, then we probably have very little in common.
That moment when one of your favorite magazines thinks your own publication is neat. Thanks, Friday.
Me: It looks like you’re missing an arm.
Adam: It looks like you’re missing the point
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Doo Wop (That Thing)
Wait, guys, I’m sorry.. this one is way better.
Bowl cuts, chubby face, and OH MY GOD MY PILGRIM DRESS.
…Gentlemen?
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