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Thu, 19 Nov 2009 09:45:33 -0800

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"You can’t be wise and in love at the same time."

Wed, 14 Oct 2009 09:26:58 -0700

“You can’t be wise and in love at the same time.”

- Bob Dylan (via dailydoseofdylan)

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Thu, 08 Oct 2009 20:37:41 -0700

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I want a library like this. Will you give me this? (via...

Thu, 08 Oct 2009 19:40:15 -0700

I want a library like this. Will you give me this?

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Thu, 08 Oct 2009 19:12:52 -0700

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Crush Formspring FIXED! (So many of you are so pretty, let’s talk.)

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Thu, 08 Oct 2009 19:12:45 -0700

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Thu, 08 Oct 2009 19:12:27 -0700

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French road safety ad featuring Karl Lagerfeld.

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Thu, 08 Oct 2009 19:12:24 -0700

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Thu, 08 Oct 2009 18:57:54 -0700

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Thu, 08 Oct 2009 18:57:43 -0700

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When Alexandria and I get drunk, we always cross our legs...

Thu, 08 Oct 2009 18:57:32 -0700

When Alexandria and I get drunk, we always cross our legs together and snuggle close. We like making the guys uncomfortable

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Thu, 08 Oct 2009 18:56:58 -0700

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Instead of packing for school, I spent an hour playing with...

Fri, 18 Sep 2009 01:33:00 -0700

A Study in Type by Stella

"Go With the Flow" -- Style/Arsenal

"Modern Romance" -- Sans-serif/Helvetica

"7 Nation Army" -- Serif/Times New Roman

"Che Guevara" - Fancy/Redboard

Fin

Instead of packing for school, I spent an hour playing with type. The first piece, “Go With the Flow” is pretty ugly, but I didn’t get to fix it because I was listening to the WSJ’s Journal Report/chatting on AIM/playing on Skype/watching BravoTV on MegaVideo/basically doing a million things at once and Photoshop crashed. So there, it’s ugly. Leave feedback.

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Thu, 17 Sep 2009 20:43:43 -0700

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there’s nothing like the perfect chanel lipstick.

I think I have made sense of why I do the things I do. Yesterday, I had a glass of Merlot—I...

Thu, 17 Sep 2009 02:18:00 -0700

I think I have made sense of why I do the things I do.

Yesterday, I had a glass of Merlot—I don’t even eat meat, so I don’t understand why I drink it .. but it was the only bottle open around the house—with noodles sauteed in bean sauce and tofu. Yum.

Yesterday, my daddy’s friend came over and finished off the bottle of wine. So uh, thanks.

Today, I made lunch and whipped myself up a cocktail; it was gin and tonic, my favorite, but I didn’t have any lime. Gin on ice, a little lime, mix with tonic. Not as good, but still. Yum.

And some days, I catch a glimpse of why I smoked.

I am building this wall.

I am building the Great Wall of China.

I don’t need anyone.

But drinking alone—even if it’s with food—I think I need to re-evaluate this.

"One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin..."

Tue, 15 Sep 2009 21:30:07 -0700

“One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don’t. And it feels like someone’s cut you open with a jagged piece of glass.”

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