sometimes you just have to lay on your bed and think about star trek
Right now I’m laying here trying to make sense of “The Naked Time” and just quietly laughing myself to sleep
Blackboard/Connect is the worst. It takes fucking two days to grade an automated assignment. Just tell me my damn grade so I can live as a failure in peace. For Chrissake!
send me a symbol
send me a: "✎" and i'll handwrite your url
send me a: "♔" and i'll draw you/your character
send me a: "✉" and i'll handwrite a little story for you
send me a: "✈" and i'll handwrite the one place I most want to go
send me a: "★" and i'll handwrite my favorite color
send me a: "♥" and i'll draw you a picture
send me a: "☀" and i'll handwrite my favorite season
send me a: "✦" and i'll handwrite my favorite animal
send me a: "☮" and i'll handwrite my tumblr crushes
send me a: "♪" and i'll handwrite my favorite genre of music
send me a: "♫" and i'll handwrite my favorite singer or group
send me a: "✂" and i'll handwrite something I find attractive
send me a: "✔" and i'll handwrite my favorite movie
send me a: "✮" and i'll handwrite my favorite food
send me a: "☾" and i'll draw something of your choice
send me a: "☁" and i'll write something of your choice
I will literally pay someone $100+ to take my online Financial Accounting class for me.
I will accept the promise of a B for the course. No joke.
Message me. Any interest?
Who’s awake?
Let’s do one of the following:
a. chat
b. write together
c. write and chat!
d. submit a poem you’d like me to read/record
e. let Kari die of boredom/homework overload
I think you are amazingly SEXY!! not just your looks ( though they are already enough) but something about your writing, your depth, your style your randomness.:) You drive me WILD!! I would love to make you cum, with my hands all over you and my head between your legs. I want to cast your gorgeous face in red and make you sing out in pleasure. All that you're doing wrong is not telling me how badly you want me. Why is this? It could be so much fun ;) Lets get naked and you be my play toy. Yes??
AnonymousI will not be objectified into anyone’s play thing. I am a living, breathing, feeling human being - not a toy made to please whoever oggles at through the window.
Put your stinky shoes into a plastic and leave in the freezer over night, the freezing temp will kill all the bacteria thus killing the stench as well.
AnonymousThanks! I will try it and let you know.
I think I still would like a couple new pairs of flats for work though…
Quarter Life Crisis
I feel like I’m about to jump out of my body. Like something has caught the lip of my soul and is working hard to reel it in. I don’t know where I am being pulled to, my soul is holding tight to my bones. I see my skin rippling from the struggle - waiting to collapse upon itself. My body aches as only an old soul trying to find its way home would understand.
The faster I write the better my output. If I’m going slow, I’m in trouble. It means I’m pushing the words instead of being pulled by them.
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| — | Raymond Chandler (via amandaonwriting) |
The skin of my thighs
glued to the pleather seat
Cemented by perspiration
I watch my face melt
quick waxy drips
from my flaming hair
You know
black draws heat
It absorbs it
Letting the torture sink in
Allowing you to fully feel
Hell
Go on ANON and tell me what you think of me. I do not want to know who it is, at all. Don’t tell me who it is, don’t give me hints, don’t say your screen name. Tell me exactly what you think of me. Don’t sugarcoat things. Don’t lie. If you hate me, tell me why. Tell me what I’m doing wrong. If you like me, tell me why. Tell me exactly what you think of me.
I double dog dare you
