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Whitney biennial 2k12
Whitney biennial 2k12
The cat is singing a song which he made about sufferings of his life. “I got a fish bone in my throat as always. I bumped into the door as always. I don’t improve my behaviors, so I repeat mistakes again and again. It’s my life.”
(via my-esl-student)
“I have to remember that even if just one person shows up, he deserves the same passion and enthusiasm I would give to a big group of seven people or eight people,” said Massey, watching as a bookstore employee began setting up rows of folding chairs. “You just have to remind yourself that you’re not going to be able to pack the room with half a dozen fans every time.”
via the onion
a prayer for future daughters everywhere, from Bossypants:
Grant her a Rough Patch from twelve to seventeen.Let her draw horses and be interested in Barbies for much too long, For childhood is short – a Tiger Flower blooming Magenta for one day – And adulthood is long and dry-humping in cars will wait.
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And when she one day turns on me and calls me a Bitch in front of Hollister, Give me the strength, Lord, to yank her directly into a cab in front of her friends, For I will not have that Shit. I will not have it.
