The inner ramblings of a 20-something New Yorker.
Greek For The Week
12 hours ago
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Who dat, who dat? #E-M-M-Y

Who dat, who dat? #E-M-M-Y

2 days ago
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Saturdaze☝️ (at Bohemian Hall & Beer Garden)

Saturdaze☝️ (at Bohemian Hall & Beer Garden)

3 days ago
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Wake up☝️

Wake up☝️

5 days ago
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I was calm on the outside but thinking all the time.
A Clockwork Orange, Dir. Stanley Kubrick  (via wanduring)

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6 days ago
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Leather Weather🍂

Leather Weather🍂

16 hours ago
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And the saga continues🍴 (at Gregory’s 26 Corner)

And the saga continues🍴 (at Gregory’s 26 Corner)

3 days ago
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@jesstin_d would be the one to find the only one in existence💁😘

@jesstin_d would be the one to find the only one in existence💁😘

4 days ago
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To get at her soul one needed to break her.
Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made.
Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.
Anne Lamott   (via wanduring)

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6 days ago
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