Lamill Coffee, Silverlake - 5/15
I hate being the first one. I always have. The waiting, the uncertainty, the awkwardness. Even as a kid, I would make my parents drive around the neighborhood before a birthday party so I wasn’t the first one. Close friend, mere acquaintance, didn’t matter. I didn’t like being first. Maybe that’s why I always wished that there had been older siblings in my family, someone who came first, led the charge, and told me what to expect in life. Maybe the lack of older siblings is the reason why I don’t like jumping into something first, when I don’t know what to expect. Maybe my insecurities when it comes to awkward situations are all rooted in being the oldest child and not knowing what the future holds.
Maybe I just don’t like waiting for the others to show up
Racism isn’t born, folks. It’s taught. I have a 2-year-old son. Know what he hates? Naps. End of list.
—Denis Leary, 1992 (via w-interfells)
(Source: thedaddycomplex, via letsdaancetojoydivision)
It’s starting to smell like summer
Even though I’m living in the same apartment and walking to the same school and working with the same people, it feels different.
There’s a light-heartedness that wasn’t around before.
A freeing feeling that makes you want to sit in the sun all day and sit beneath the stars all night
…and just exist.
I base most of my fashion taste on what doesn’t itch ~ Gilda Radnor
(Source: marshastyles, via letsdaancetojoydivision)
#thatawkwardmomentwhen
you post a funny picture (that you don’t in the least take credit for) and it gets more notes than all of your other thousands of posts combined
but you don’t gain a single follower
tear
Sometimes
You just have to recognize that no matter how hard you try you are not going to get your work done.
Betty White is brilliant
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