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Some of you requested college Sam and Nat, so here they are, looking salty.  (Not that I needed the excuse.) 

tattoo reference! | used a pose reference as well, but i’ll link it once i find it… again… )

Okay guys, I’m going through major Bamboozle depression here. I’m seriously sobbing right now, you have no idea at all. I had to go on the dumb band trip THIS WEEKEND of all weekends… the exact, abrupt weekend when My Chemical Romance would decide to be back home in NJ. I LIVE in New Jersey. I can get to Asbury Park any time I want. I literally live 15 FUCKING MINUTES away by car. I’ve been there tons of times. I know the place like the back of my hand, honestly. I’ve walked the very boardwalk so many times I can’t even…

And now, the one time I need to be there I can’t. I feel like shit. I honestly… Just, oh my God. 

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Because it is the corniest thing you’ll ever read. I just got so sucked into all this Real Housewives of NJ drama. When the show started, I was obsessed! I was obsessed with everyone being as thick as thieves and with the “bubbies”. But now it’s gotten so crazy. I know she’s so annoying but I have a soft spot in my heart for Teresa. I met her and I really liked her (liked her enough to spend $20 on her book). She was my favorite. Now this is nonsense. Jacqueline and Caroline seem to be done with her. I guess I just need to move on.

THINGS I DID TODAY

WENT TO MY OVERPRICED GYM
USED THE ELIPTICAL FOR AN HOUR AND BURNED ~430 CALORIES
READ US WEEKLY ON MY IPAD WHILE I CARDIOED AND GOT MISTY OVER THE GIA ALLEMAND FEATURE AND TRIED TO HIDE IT BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK WHO THE HELL CRIES AT A GYM
DROVE TO SHOP RITE AND BOUGHT SOME AVOCADOS AND ALMONDS AND SPINACH FOR MY SMOOTHIES
MY IPOD’S BATTERY LASTED 30 MINUTES AGAIN BUT AT LEAST THAT’S ENOUGH OCCURENCES OF FAILURE TO PRESENT TO THE GENIUS BAR WHENEVER I GO.
YELLED AT SOME PIECE OF SHIT ON THE HIGHWAY WHO WOULDN’T FUCKING LET ME MERGE
CAME HOME AND BOUGHT THAT 9.00 DBT iOS APP
PLAYED CANDY CRUSH SAGA
GOT UPSET WHEN MY DAD ATE MY PROSCUITTO
WENT TO AMERICAN EAGLE FOR MORE SPORTS BRAS BECASUE I HATE DOING LAUNDRY

IM THE AMERICAN DREAM/NIGHTMARE

For all my hatred of the Manic Pixie Dream Girl and my disdain of Zach Braff, the fact that Garden State was on HBO was definitely a thing. Oh home, you are so complicated, so beautiful, so terrifying, so difficult.

Maybe lots of people in my generation, at the time of its release or shortly thereafter, connected with the film in a way that they think they just understood or something. It’s bullshit probably. It’s not that I connect with the film in any special way, or frankly ever did, but seeing the shots of a yard with a pool covered in leaves is oddly nostalgic.

"Nostalgia is a sadness without an object," Susan Stewart. It never existed but it’s all gone.