August 2011
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Chapter 1.
wearebecomepals:
This is how Jane and Helen met.
It was the Halloween dance. They were both dressed as male FBI agents. Jane’s hair was pulled back in a pony tail. No makeup. She wore an ill-fitting suit that she borrowed from her brother. The jacket looked silly over her breasts unless it was closed, and the pants were way too long and had to be rolled up at the ankles. Her father had...
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kaptainkunt:
I can’t
understand
your accent
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Watchpizza vending machine
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and on a more sentimental note
mompantstakesonargentina:
just for the record, i’m not trying to poop all over everything buenos aires has to stand for- i don’t want to come across as a miserable american waiting for the seconds to pass, it’s just that up until now i’ve just prefered criticizing the cranky, obsessive host-moms and libido-driven bros over commenting on the general majestic atmosphere of the city. I just always...
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Question
heypickmeuplove:
My voice is gone…. Has anyone seen it?
i think you left it soemwhere between the 3rd sex on the beach and the 4th margarita
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How to survive the age of distraction →
oceanaroll:
“All his life, he had taken reading as for granted as eating – but then, a few years ago, he “became aware, in an apartment full of books, that I could no longer find within myself the quiet necessary to read”. He would sit down to do it at night, as he always had, and read a few paragraphs, then find his mind was wandering, imploring him to check his email, or Twitter, or Facebook....
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