Sold out last night in Toronto!
Photos by Eleanor Stills
I WAS THERE. NBD.
ME TOO. NBD.
Anonymous said: i just realized that one day everyone ive ever loved is gonna be dead.
Can’t find the exact quote, but John Green once talked about how death has been good enough for anyone who has ever lived.
Don’t fear the inevitable, it isn’t worth it. One day everything, not just things you have loved, but things you despise will be dead. Love and hate at your own leisure. All good things need an ending, or they won’t be good, they will just be normal. On a less morbid note it is kind of like TV shows. All good shows need to end, the one’s that go on forever eventually start to suck.
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can we just acknowledge how fucking hard it was to open the barbie packaging
my mom was super smart and pre opened everything before she wrapped Christmas presents because apparently she was tired of watching me try to claw it open like an animal with my little hands
I do not like writing university application essays.
They always seem so fake, the university asks you questions to find out who you are as a person and then you just write exactly what they want to hear. You are just playing a game with them, searching in the dark to find the words that will make them happy. In reality, you are not showing them yourself at all, you are showing them their ideal student. You are then stuck selling yourself, exaggerating qualities that you aren’t even sure are there. What are you left with? all of the things that you are proud about, all the things that you really want to say. But I’m guessing universities don’t really give a shit about your quirky qualities that some of your friends may find endearing.
I guess when it comes down to it I’m just a well rounded hard worker who wants to continue her education in a healthy environment.
A few years ago I went to Cuba with my family. As the lucky person I am 2 days into the trip I contracted some horrible illness and was stuck in the hotel room for the rest of the week. In this hotel room there was a TV with one channel that played in English. This strange strange channel decided it would be funny and only play one show for that entire week. This channel only played Flavor of Love.
Don’t remember? Let me remind you. The reality show that was kind of like the bachelor but it’s sole purpose was to find a girlfriend for the notorious Flavor Flav. All the girls were given really awful degrading nicknames and Flavor Flav had to choose between them, well, if they didn’t kill each other first. Haven’t you heard? he’s kind of a hottie. The season I watched Hoops won if anyone cares, she even beat the “bitch” of the house New York which made me very happy at the time.
After watching nothing but this show for a week straight it actually did something to my brain. I think this incident is the reason why I am so sassy. Flavor of Love changes you as a person you see, one does not simply come out of something like this with their sanity.
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sothisisathingidid said: My mom has this weird thing where she just really wants me to be a lesbian. Like, I'm not a lesbian, mom. Stop buying me books about gay penguins.
You can use this to your advantage. Have sleepovers with boys. It didn’t work when I tried suggesting to my Mom that I could be a lesbian in grade 4 in order to chill with boys alone, but it totally could work for you.
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