SNL without Kristin Wiig, Andy Samberg, and maybe Jason Sudeikis. Sad face for sure.

I wish nothing was underlined. That whole thing is important.

I wish nothing was underlined. That whole thing is important.

(Source: edcunningham, via songsofthesparrow)

In a Sarah Chalke mood.

In a Sarah Chalke mood.

(Source: maxtremist)

(Source: la-nuit-de-la-chasseuse)

A Sketch. (Taken with instagram)
I sketched this at work today. I did anything I could to relieve my anxiety.

A Sketch. (Taken with instagram)

I sketched this at work today. I did anything I could to relieve my anxiety.

Pie-force. (Taken with instagram)

Pie-force. (Taken with instagram)

Cheer up. (Taken with instagram)

Cheer up. (Taken with instagram)

That was the shittiest timing ever and caused me to nearly breakdown at work.

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dull-youth:

Bon Iver & St. Vincent | Roslyn

Awesome combo. I can’t wait to hear the Astronautalis/Justin Vernon band.

(Source: nativelungs)

Frogging. (Taken with instagram)

Frogging. (Taken with instagram)

HoHos. (Taken with instagram)

HoHos. (Taken with instagram)

Inspection. (Taken with instagram)

Inspection. (Taken with instagram)

“Mix Tape” - Brand New

I got a twenty-dollar bill that says no one’s ever seen you without makeup.
You’re always made up.
And I’m sick of your tattoos,
and the way you always criticize the Smiths… and Morrissey.
And I know that you’re a sucker for anything acoustic.
But when I say let’s keep in touch,
I really mean I wish that you’d grow up.
This is the first song for your mixtape.
It’s short just like your temper,
but somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool…

I got a twenty-dollar bill that says no one’s ever seen you without makeup.
You’re always made up.
And I’m sick of your tattoos, and the way you don’t appreciate Brand New or me
And I know that you’re a sucker for anything acoustic.
But when I say let’s keep in touch,
I hope you know I mean I wish that you’d grow up.
This is the first song for your mixtape.
It’s short just like your temper,
but somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool…

(yeah, but I wish you were my shadow.)

(Source: resultofbadparennting, via songsofthesparrow)

I feel sick. I hate you.

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