adventures in solitude.

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bestrooftalkever:

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julierthanyou:

clambistro:

Ahh, it’s back

i have disproportionately strong feelings about this.

every time i say “nah i’m not gonna watch it again.” BUT I STILL DO EVERY TIME.

YEAUGH

yep.

(Source: videohall, via unimpressedcats)

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awwww-cute:

My friend has the saddest looking cat I think I’ve ever seen

aw GOODNESS, this cat’s adorable and pitifully depressed human face is DESTROYING ME. so funny. that cat’s feelings have been hurt pretty badly.

awwww-cute:

My friend has the saddest looking cat I think I’ve ever seen

aw GOODNESS, this cat’s adorable and pitifully depressed human face is DESTROYING ME. so funny. that cat’s feelings have been hurt pretty badly.

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whathappened:

Most of the messages are generic yearbook stuff: it was fun having class with you; have a great summer; see you in high school!!! Some of them were a little passive-aggressive: you are kind of annoying but funny (fair); you are loud (also fair); have fun with your brothers (what?).

Elisabets: Choice Horses and Notes to Self by Elisabeth Geier (aka whathappened)

This week on the Yearbook Office, I wrote about shutting down the bullies within. Plus some other stuff.

i love elisabeth. you should all love her, too.

(Source: yearbookoffice)

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my friend erik ostrom wrote a perfect little gem of a song. i stole it away and tried to make it even perfecter by adding some harmonies and a glockenspiel. here’s the end result. it makes me super, super happy.

this was one of those songs that, even after i got a take i liked, i kept singing anyway. it is the snuggliest blanket. go wrap up in it.

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this will be our year: a zombies cover.

I recorded this one late on New Year’s day, upon returning to chicago after almost two weeks visiting family in New Jersey. It was a very snowy day full of flight delays in Philadelphia, an hour waiting on the Tarmac for a gate to go to, a long wait in the freezing cold for a taxi, and a treacherous ride home. travel took hours longer than expected and I was incredibly exhausted, but more than that, I was just happy to be back in my little apartment by myself, free to play my guitar and sing into my microphone and sit on my couch in my pajamas with my cats. I’d always wanted to learn this one. seemed like a good day.

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love is making its way back home: a josh ritter cover.

[a repost, because i did it wrong earlier. because i’m smart.]

here’s a josh ritter cover I made a couple weeks ago. I’m proud of this one because it forced me to learn garageband drums and bass, plus I learned a couple new tricks on my geetar. skill-building!!

I made the video super hastily in the pouring rain between my morning and afternoon jobs. anyway. I love this song. I hope you like my version of it!

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Depression does not always mean
Beautiful girls shattering at the wrists
A glorified, heroic battle for your sanity
Or mothers that never got the chance to say good-bye

Sometimes depression means
Not getting out of bed for three days
Because your feet refuse to believe
That they will not shatter upon impact with the floor

Sometimes depression means
That summoning the willpower
To go downstairs and do the laundry
Is the most impressive thing you accomplish that week

Sometimes depression means
Lying on the floor staring at the ceiling for hours
Because you cannot convince your body
That it is capable of movement

Sometimes depression means
Not being able to write for weeks
Because the only words you have to offer the world
Are trapped and drowning and I swear to God I’m trying

Sometimes depression means
That every single bone in your body aches
But you have to keep going through the motions
Because you are not allowed to call in to work depressed

Sometimes depression means
Ignoring every phone call for an entire month
Because yes, they have the right number
But you’re not the person they’re looking for, not anymore

by “Alexandra” Tilton, NH (Teen Ink: November 2013 Issue)

(Source: capellinis, via hoganhere)

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HEY WORLD, do you completely hate yourself? are you lonely as all get-out? do you spend basically all of your energy trying to be as delightful and charismatic as humanly possible to the general public because maybe [just maybe!] if you keep actively making other people happy, you’ll quiet down your needlessly vicious inner monologue for a little while?

HEY ME TOO! LET’S NOT TRY AND GET TO THE ROOT OF OUR VERY REAL AND TROUBLING ISSUES, LET’S WRITE AN UNCOMFORTABLY CANDID SONG ABOUT IT AND POST IT ON THE INTERNET INSTEAD!!!

choices.

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