“Pie eating contest? Nah son, free pie.”
wtf why dont men give me money and buy me drinks
The Mending Project by Beili Liu
Sitting beneathe 1,500 precariously hanging pairs of scissors, Liu takes a piece of cloth handed to her by an audience member and sews into the giant patchwork cloth on the floor.
this is some unnecessary final destination shit
SOMETIMES THE CRUSHING WEIGHT OF MY LONELINESS MAKES ME WANT TO HOLD VERY STILL UNTIL I EXPIRE.
… BUT THEN I GO TO PINKBERRY AND IT’S JUST LIKE, WHATEVER, BITCHES. THE WORLD IS FUCKING AWESOME.
FROYO IS LITERALLY THE ONLY THING KEEPING ME ALIVE.
I CAMPED THROUGH THAT. STAYED UP HOLDING THE TENT DOWN. Survivorrrrrrrrr right here.
More or less.
Gonna take a nap before preparing for art history exam.
if you drink my milk and its the last of my milk