I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.
—Thought Catalog
Miguel / Sure Thing
uvec:
Asura.
by Andre De Freitas
Ahh, thank you flickr for unlocking all of my photos for free. I always thought it was kind of a dick move to only show the most recent photos on free accounts.
Husband animates joke about tortilla chips told by his drunk wife.
Pretty much the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
Ellie Goulding / Anything Could Happen
Digital picture frames need 2 things:
- To be more affordable
- To have gif support.
Can you imagine hanging gifs on your wall? You could recreate the Harry Potter staircase, or just have people face palming everywhere because a 10” frame for a jpg already costs $80.
I just did a mass edit on my writings tag. Basically, if you ever want to read my blog like an actual blog, with text posts/long commentaries, it can be found here: theblowersdaughter.com/tagged/writings and will always be linked in my description.
I just want my journal to be here, with all my music and reblogs. I’m tired of side projects and separate sites for writing. I need to lighten up sit my ass in the same spot long enough to write about something. Anything. A poem, a rant, or one silly line about how my burp tasted like juicy fruit.
(PS I can’t tag everything from the past. This thing is 5 years old.)
Loquat / Swingset Chain
