I have an interview with some coffee peoples today and I’m tired of having my damn shirt tucked in.
jdgentleman
College grad, playing the waiting game and enjoying life a little between the big things. Sloths, geekery, body image, and a smidge of politics and writing.
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I told my mom this when I was 14 years old I think? She freaked out.
(via speedbikes)
Reaching higher than I thought I could.
The first one to get the highest actually ^^
Rock climbing cherry popped.
That lightness and calm you feel after a simple and charming good time.
Baby, you were my picket fence, I miss missing you now and then…
Sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger
The person that you’d take a bullet for is behind the trigger
North Korean traffic police have gorgeous motorbikes. I want one this beautiful .
For you, I was a chapter. For me, you were the book.
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Tom McNeal (via ra-teru)
Your book must have been fucking short and dull.
Being in love can’t fill up a book like living a life for being you’re own damn person, don’t forget those chapters but make sure to write others or you’ll always be a sulky idiot.
(via themoribundmiscreant)
That very small thought when the preppy vaguely jocksish boy across the way stretch-flexes….
Crying into my oatmeal over Doctor Who.
Must relate everything to how sad and hard everyone’s life is that how heartache and hardship are ultimately transformational and the people who realize this are the fixed and become shiniest most complete people of all.
But really that idea is kind of beautiful tbqh.
(Source: one-bite-at-a-time, via d-wu)
I’ve been getting much too hot and bothered by cosplayers recently. Take it easy geek libido.
I ♥ my meaty calves
Today’s plan: Workout and then watch tons of TED Talks in bed.
We drank beer and mocked other bar goers #averagenightout #grainy (at Rock Rest Lodge)
Job perk: Caressing a tortoise the size of a coffee table today.
My new client, for my part time autism related job, volunteers at the zoo cleaning cages and preparing food. I got to accompany him into the bowels of the zoo where the animals are kept at night and during winter and meet a humongous tortoise that follows you around just like a dog. I was allowed in his pen to scratch behind his ears. I heart my job.
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