Seriously not exaggerating when I say that I actually wept through the entire 10 minute process of finding out that this is a thing that’s happening, discovering that there are still tickets available, and then frantically messaging Kayleigh/Zani/Court because the BRAND NEW CLIQUE IS ETERNAL (paging Ryan and Jac to this post). Really though, as much as I love using the phrase “bummer summer,” I think it just became irrelevant to my life. 

THAT TATTOO THOUGH.

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romantickissingporn:

Wheatus -Teenage Dirtbag

Everyone downloaded this song on Limewire, right?

PERSONAL ANTHEM. Every time I get really sick of hearing someone sing “The First Noel” after being introduced to me, I think about how many times my buds have started “Teenage Dirtbag” sing-alongs in public places and everything seems worth it. Want me to dig your band? Cover this. Want me to dig you? Dedicate it to me. 

LEAVE ME ALONE, MOM. 

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Someone teach me how to look good in hats, please and thank you. 

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How do I RSVP to this party? By mail, or…?

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Perrrrrrfect. Touché Amoré/Single Mothers show, crucial jams.

Anyone else have that moment where you have the best intentions towards having anything that could count as an actual grown up meal, but then you get to the kitchen and look back fondly on those five seconds when you forgot that you actually have no idea how to be an adult?

So, exactly how many ponchos is too many? Feelin’ like I’m about to become whatever the poncho version of a crazy cat lady is.

Dream babe. 

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JAPANTHER! Pretty happy about this. Life is good.

Dang.

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sexyposipunks:

All posi butt blogging, all the time. 

Baseball’s back, the Jays won, it’s a four day weekend, here’s my butt, no one cares.

Sorry if you follow me and are also my real life friend, I guess.

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I’m so endlessly stoked over this shirt that I just want to wear it every day for the rest of my life until people start to worry about my ability to be an adult.