Liszt’s waldesrauschen (forest murmurs).
favorite piece. okay, sleep. ciao.

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Liszt’s waldesrauschen (forest murmurs).
favorite piece. okay, sleep. ciao.
I mean, it’s really no secret that I have a major kennedy fixation.
It started when I was young, watching conspiracy theory documentaries on A&E and the History Channel, and escalated from there. Trust me, I’ve done way more research on this family over the years, than you would think. I’ve also exhausted pretty much all of the options of marrying into the lineage. Yeah, I’m that girl. Fuck you guys, at least I have goals. And a dream. Okay?
the combination of daylight savings, an earlier nightfall, and getting drunk at noon only to sober up by eight pm, makes me feel like I have lost at least three hours of the day. It might as well be two in the morning right now, because I have no understanding of time right now. It doesn’t help that I just watched a two hour political thriller starring ben affleck and russell crowe. no, that does not help.
mhmm, this IS a TASTY burger.
that while it was cold and rainy yesterday, but it is now sunny and warm again. I am wearing shorts. fuck you, berkeley. make up your fucking mind.
this movie. best.
I’m not even kidding, ever since I saw pulp fiction when I was really young (like six or seven), this is the only joke I’ve ever been able to remember well enough to tell. I tell it to everyone.



who wants to come over and watch xfiles, and spoon and stuff, and then the next morning I will make chocolate chip pancakes and baked mac n cheese (these are the only things I am good at making), and then we can curl up on the couch and watch the arsenal game, or maybe more x-files? any takers?