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Ahoy there, I'm Hannah; Merely someone who gets frustrated over censorship and rhetoric. Basically just another cigarette burn in sob story society: Self loathing and full of angst. This blog is dedicated to really nothing, but folk punk, cult classics, drugs, Doc Martens, vinyl, girls, shitty poetry and that kind of rubbish. Perhaps the occasional rant, review, or smarmy remark.
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madrantings:
Good mornin’ fellow earthicans~
This is the face of a person who hasn’t had much sleep for the past few days.
Bleeeeeh
Agh cute.
My friends are cute and like to play me Streetlight Manifesto songs.
chloweafterdark:
casualcynic:
So my mom and I have been working the same waitress job for 5-6 years now. She had been waitressing years before, but this is recently. Anyway, about… 15 minutes ago this guy she waited on left and told her to take care. Just that. Prior to this she had talked to him about Italy. Her people are from Florence, this and that, and she said she’s never been. She’s got 8 years of art education and she’s working a waitress job. It’s pretty… Sad and disappointing, I guess. Her and my father divorced 6 years ago and she hasn’t had a real job ever. Just been stuck in a small town she’s not from.
This man who we have never seen before tipped her 1000 dollars for a trip to Italy. Walked out, not another word.
…you know. Just when I start to lose faith in humanity….Hm.
He forgot the forty two cents though
suspu:
if you still say ‘it’s adam and eve, not adam and steve’ as an argument against gay marriage you need to adam and leave
I was high but she was the skkkkyyyyy.
Mexico by Cake makes me terribly sad.
I’m starting to become a morning person.
And a night person.
And a “stay up 24/7” person.
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