this place is like someone’s memory of a town, and the memory is fading
"We exist because of suburbia. Suburbia is a freak’s dreamworld, a world of extra rooms upstairs and long, lazy afternoons with no interference. A place where you can listen to your LPs for hours on end. You can live in your room, your own rent-free corner of the universe, and create a world of pleasure and interest entirely centered on yourself and your interior aesthetic and logic."
—Dana Spiotta, Eat the Document
- Hannah: I don’t need you to say sorry, Marnie. That’s not why I came. That’s boring. Okay? What I actually need, is for you to recognize, that maybe, I’m not the bad friend, and you’re not the good friend. Okay? So you know what, Marnie? I don’t need to play by your rules anymore. Okay? I don’t want to walk with you to the far away Rite Aid, to pick up your Cipro prescription. And I’m sorry I don’t want to go to Serendipity, and drink Frrrozen Hot Chocolates, with your uncle’s girlfriend, who is a stewardess, named Elodie. And I definitely, definitely don’t care about putting on appropriate pants, cause one can really go through their whole life wearing shorty-shorts and offend almost nobody. That’s not what makes somebody a good or a bad friend. What makes you a good friend is not doing something that you know will intentionally really hurt another person. And you did that, and you looked me in the eyes, again and again, and you lied to me, with your eyes, and you said to me, by not saying anything, that you’d done nothing. So guess who’s the bad friend? It’s you. So why don’t you just say who’s a good friend, and who’s a bad friend? I think we know.
- Marnie: Okay, fine! I’m not a good friend.
- Hannah: Thank you! I don’t even care. We can keep being friends just so long as you know you’re a bad one…
something about california makes me sick
I once ate a pot rice krispy treat and saw dana carvey at a comedy show so that’s cool
I know the thing about leo and the oscars is a played out topic now but it’s honestly obnoxious that the people who ran the oscars this year didn’t make a joke about it like it could’ve been really funny they better do it next year ugh why is no one me
I’ve never experienced anything more ridiculous than hating someone
I wish men weren’t so fucking weak. You make me look bad. I have to answer for all the bullshit you get up to. I have to endure women saying shit like, “Ok, there’s so much testosterone in the air,” when she sees some men fixing a car. I hate it when men go to strip bars. It lowers the rest of us that know if a man has to pay to see a woman naked, he is a loser and probably should get weeded out. I hate having to be put in the same category as with these pieces of shit that wouldn’t make it in the jungle. Little boys in men’s bodies. No wonder women hate them. I do too. Fuck it. I hate all of you. People are disgusting.Henry Rollins - Solipsist (via just-legalize-everything)