Laura: MAYBE SCOOPS SHOULD MAKE A SALTY TEARS FLAVOR IN MEMORY OF MJ
I only have 2 real CD’s in car Pavement’s Terror Twilight and Oingo Boingo’s Only a Lad, I think I’ve listened to Pavement once or twice since I bought it for a dollar and Oingo Boingo five times max. The point is, and I do have one, my car is filled to the brim with random mix cds that have been made by friends, myself, random strangers, stolen from parties, etc....
Mount Sims - How We Do Brenna and I had a college...
Melissa: they aren't too bright
Melissa: WOW HY DONT YOU LIE HIM
Melissa: well, i dont think so, but its not liek dudesh ere really goup and talk to people
Two drunk dude friends in a bar giving loud inebriated advice because they are looking out for you is one of those nice weird warm feelings you get when you realize someone cares about you and wants you to be OK, but nothing beats Melissa typing incoherently over Gmail chat. I can't exactly make out what she's trying to say but I know that it comes from the heart and sometimes that's all you can ask for.
People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway. If you are...– Mother Theresa (via glovecompartment) (via soupsoup)
Ennio Morricone - The Ecstasy of Gold