obsessed

Random thought on living in New York:

Sometimes it feels like we are one big focus group

hearts and stabs 10.8.13

hearts
- banksy in new york 
- CHVRCHES
- peanut butter jelly and jalapeno sandwiches
- the tapering phase of marathon training
- bierkraft
- municipal elections
- crispy fall weather clothing options
- amazing new fragrance boutique that opened near my apt


stabs
- fall allergies
- government shutdown
- rabies
- pretentious elitist jerkbags
- the queue at the genius bar
- people who call it a "queue" instead of a "line"
- that one barista at the coffee shop with the perpetual sigh of contempt

Jesus already gave me two burrito forks. One at the end of each arm. They're called HANDS.

gentle reminder

this song about boners was #1 in 1998. and everyone was okay with that.

incredible.

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