My name is Abbey. I am 26. I live in Washington, DC. I like books, poems, mastering the ukulele, eating brunch, and having other people do my laundry.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
![thedailywhat:
Lost Sign of the Day: If my Beaker-to-English translator is correct, it seems Dr. Bunsen Honeydew is meeping.
[pleatedjeans.]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgewfeZJO01qzcv7no1_500.png)
Lost Sign of the Day: If my Beaker-to-English translator is correct, it seems Dr. Bunsen Honeydew is meeping.
[pleatedjeans.]
![tchy:
[Image is Salvador Dalí, a moderately light-skinned gent with dark hair and thick eyebrows, a direct, slightly wide-eyed stare, and a tiny smile, sporting an ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC moustache—thin, but very long, and spiked into two points that extend at least three inches on either side of his mouth. Both points are bedecked with small white flowers, the hair sticking through the centres like spikes.]
Case in point, Dorian.
Case. In. Point.
simply the best
better than all the rest](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg9zv1HeWA1qduoqeo1_400.jpg)
tchy:
[Image is Salvador Dalí, a moderately light-skinned gent with dark hair and thick eyebrows, a direct, slightly wide-eyed stare, and a tiny smile, sporting an ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC moustache—thin, but very long, and spiked into two points that extend at least three inches on either side of his mouth. Both points are bedecked with small white flowers, the hair sticking through the centres like spikes.]
Case in point, Dorian.
Case. In. Point.
simply the best
better than all the rest
(Source: archivedemichelle)
[robotindisguise:fuocoanonymous]
Cat Power — Sea of Love
I have a tendency to fall into anxiety spirals — not in a crippling way, but in the normal, garden-variety sense that I’m constantly triple and quadruple guessing things I’ve said days after the fact. Every assertion I’ve made, joke told, laugh dispensed. I wonder if I’m misrepresenting myself. If I’m making people feel included enough. If, when I left the room, the loneliest person there felt better than they had before I’d met them. If they felt seen.
There’s something that comes along with being hypersensitive and young that’s basically a constant state of brimming over. I never feel like I’m in a 100% location. That you could pick me up and take a sip and know what the hell I’m talking about just from what’s there at the time. Because there’s that constant turnover. The sensation of being the oldest person and the youngest person in the room at the same time. The stupidest and the smartest. Never just a foot forward, but somehow every foot. In every shoe.
And as soon as I start feeling like I can’t pinpoint myself on a map, I start feeling different. Not defective, but… I don’t know… molecularly incapable of being something that will make sense to people. And what if I’m so worried about seeing everyone because I don’t know how to see myself? What if it’s some trite, quarter-life bullshit like that? And the brain races and I run through the mental card catalog looking for some sort of Dewey Decimal for this space. This landscape. Too early for sleep but too late to do anything on a Monday night. There are canyons and mountain ranges — entire topographies I can’t access because I’m being shortsighted. I missed something, somehow.
Music helps.
Music shuts me up.
I have a good heart. I have a good heart and I’ve never meant to hurt anybody. And some nights it’s enough to just remember that and trust in what’s gotten me this far in the first place.
(Source: joanjettofarc)
My textbook just said Cairo was a Middle Eastern city.
… Isn’t Egypt in Africa?
It’s both. From what I know, the term’s problematic — Eurocentric — but the Middle East includes Egypt. The Arab world in general goes all across northern Africa.
MIZ JENKINS' TALK N' SHIT: What About Your Friends??? {Tumblr Challenge!}
Tumblr Challenge: Go to Facebook and click on your friends page. Starting with the middle row take a screencap of all the friends on the page and reblog with the races/cultures/nationalities/genders they comprise (pics optional).
How diverse is your perspective when you look at the BIG…
This is awesome — and makes me take another look at the overwhelming whiteness of the people I know and grew up around. I like to think of myself as a person with a lot of friends from many different backgrounds, but when my friends of color are stacked up against my White friends, in sheer numbers they’re a big minority. It makes me think hard about how I view myself as a White person living in a much broader world.
For the record:
FIRST ROW
Brazilian/English bombshell art historian. Gay White MBA candidate. Jewish daughter of Oscar winners. White midwesterner from Appalachia. White Republican (!). Black American man, Navy veteran, now married to an English White man.
SECOND ROW
Gay White politico man. Ukranian DJ lady. White WASP lady/politico. Punky White abortion activist. White Christian coworker lady. White Canadian man married to Black woman.
THIRD ROW
White abortion activist lady. White assbag “libertarian” who has no idea of his privilege. Kickass whiskey-drinking Asian lady. White abortion activist lady. White actress in LA. White colleague and football fan.
TOTAL STATS: 13 of 18 WASPs. 4 of 18 queer. 3 conservatives. Lots of coworkers from former abortion rights org, oddly.
xkcd.
(alt: “I hear that there are actual lyrics later on in Land of 1,000 Dances, but other than the occasional ‘I said,’ I’ve never listened long enough to hear any of them.”)
(Source: thedailywhat)
![edmunds:
lorelaigilmore / scintillates […] laurenmarie-:
”You give me premature ventricular contractions. You make my heart skip a beat.”
#that awkward moment when natalie portman hooks up with both jackie and kelso
OMG.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfhrmxTRV71qed3e3o1_500.gif)
lorelaigilmore / scintillates […] laurenmarie-:
”You give me premature ventricular contractions. You make my heart skip a beat.”
#that awkward moment when natalie portman hooks up with both jackie and kelso
OMG.
(Source: lizalvites)
Morgan is one of my favorite humans on the planet. What a love-filled person.
There are a few people on Tumblr who, like…the fact that they know my name is a little incomprehensible. Morgan should be too busy hooking up with foxy Tumblrladies and singing raw ballads and shining softly to talk to regular people.
And that might sound sarcastic or designed to be witty but it’s not. I really mean it.
Wow.
(Source: morrrgan)
![haterina:
sugaredvenom:
I agree with most of that, but the homogenisation of European cultures kinda annoys me. There’s tons of countries in Europe, with all sorts of different cultures, beliefs and such.
Also, here in the UK, very few people British people speak more than one language if there isn’t another language in their family or culture. Becuase, y’know, we just expect everyone ever to speak ENGLISHHHHH. Because we’re entitled pricks.
Not to mention that good language skills are more of a privilege if you do not already speak it at home. You’ll need good teachers and sometimes state education just doesn’t provide that. There’s a difference between privilegeperson being able to chat away in their public school Italian while on holiday in bella Firenze and me at home with my parents.
Wow. Thanks for minimizing the 15% of us who aren’t native English speakers, the millions of us who support universal healthcare, our environmentalists, our small-business owners and supporters, our teachers and our students.
Seeing this made me remember a great LCD Soundsystem song:
“…you don’t know shit about where I’m from that you didn’t get from your TV.”
[necessary edit: pursed lips directed at OP and not haterina/sugaredvenom, one of whom I enjoy muchly and one of whom I don’t know]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfacd1Mfg41qa0uujo1_500.jpg)
I agree with most of that, but the homogenisation of European cultures kinda annoys me. There’s tons of countries in Europe, with all sorts of different cultures, beliefs and such.
Also, here in the UK, very few people British people speak more than one language if there isn’t another language in their family or culture. Becuase, y’know, we just expect everyone ever to speak ENGLISHHHHH. Because we’re entitled pricks.
Not to mention that good language skills are more of a privilege if you do not already speak it at home. You’ll need good teachers and sometimes state education just doesn’t provide that. There’s a difference between privilegeperson being able to chat away in their public school Italian while on holiday in bella Firenze and me at home with my parents.
Wow. Thanks for minimizing the 15% of us who aren’t native English speakers, the millions of us who support universal healthcare, our environmentalists, our small-business owners and supporters, our teachers and our students.
Seeing this made me remember a great LCD Soundsystem song:
“…you don’t know shit about where I’m from that you didn’t get from your TV.”
[necessary edit: pursed lips directed at OP and not haterina/sugaredvenom, one of whom I enjoy muchly and one of whom I don’t know]
