I cannot bare to think about the end of this...
knicks-nation: That means people will be free agents. People will be leaving. People I DON’T want to leave. This team is a unit. I want everyone to stay together :( :( STAY TOGETHER FOREVER :( LOL OMG yes, b/c this is the first year I fell in love w/ the knicks, and I can’t have these first loves go to someone else, especially Landry.
deer-me: i will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness in the sleeping curves of my body Shall enter fingers of smooth...
Let the poem emerge, you tell me. Bring it out as moon draws the darkness...– J.L. Conrad, “August”
Nice acting. He didn’t even hit you in the head, you punk ass bitch.– My dad after Chandler fouled LeBron (via twinklemomma)
this game is making me lose my lunch
i hate lebron james.
If I get a dollar every time my professors are mentioned in the casebook,...– #lawschoolbragging
I cannot say if it is our love, or the day, that is ending.– Anna Akhmatova, from “Departure” (via proustitute)
Women stick their necks out to say that something is fucked-up, hurtful,...
This will linger.– David Levithan, from The Realm of Possibility (thanks, concretedesign)
I am going to carry my bed into New York City... →
I am going to carry my bed into New York City tonight complete with dangling sheets and ripped blankets; I am going to push it across three dark highways or coast along under 600,000 faint stars. I want to have it with me so I don’t have to beg for too much shelter from my weak and exhausted…
i heart shump shump
law school mood swings
me: alright signing off and getting to work
Friend: have fun!
me: *murderous look
don't say that to me in good faith
When I whine about not doing as well as I wanted...
wheninlawschool: I’m like:
this is kind of how I feel about jeremy lin
poemendings: When the men leave me, they leave me in a beautiful place. It is always late summer. When I think of them now, I think of the place. And being happy alone afterwards. This time it’s Clinton, New York. I swim in the public pool at six when the other people have gone home. The sky is grey, the air hot. I walk back across the mown lawn loving the smell and the houses so completely it...
being to timelessness as it’s to time being to timelessness as it’s to time,...– e.e. cummings
The isms go; the ist dies; art remains.– Vladimir Nabokov in his lecture on Gustave Flaubert, asserting the historic relativity and therefore the artistic irrelevance of academic terms like “realism” or “post-modernist.” (via mills)
[The lesson of the beet, then, is this: hold on to your divine blush, your...– Tom Robbins, from Jitterbug Perfume (thanks, christineadrienne)
Knicks game right now
cidyang: Couldn’t have done it any better Woodson! Lol
When another one of my friends gets a boyfriend