small snippet from mikkipedia.tumblr.com, which made me want to love bonnie raitt (unlikely, but respect):
BONNIE RAITT, MAN:
what is success?
is it do your own thing?
or to join the rest
and if you truly believe it,
and try over and over again
living in hopes
that someday you’ll be in with the winners
weird night. great day. weird night.
now listening to watch the throne to shrug it all off. kanye = answer to all sadness
weirdly went into the weirdest zone when i heard that r & his old girlfriend adopted his dog together. tailspin really. was it the beer? i blame the beer. i’ve really gotten so much better about not being jealous and not looking up pictures of his exes, and not comparing myself to them, and just trying to just be in this moment now, and understand that everyone has other lives and other histories and they inform today but don’t necessarily OWN today. but tonight something just got unhinged.
old girlfriend: beautiful, thin, VERY brilliant, intellectual, great couples dancer, reader, artist, groundbreaker
new girlfriend: smart, not that intellectual, almost exclusively dances like a robot, likes rock music, extremely smiley, plodder
turn my headphones up, louder
HAD AMAZING WEEKEND!!!!!
MUST YELL ABOUT IT.
WATCHED ALL OF DOWNTON ABBEY (SEASON 1), MENDED SOME JEANS, PACKED PACKAGES, DID LAUNDRY, SLEPT AT ROSS’S, ATE A TWIX BAR, ATE PIZZA, SAW MISSION IMPOSSIBLE 18, ATE SO MUCH MOVIE POPCORN MY LIPS BECAME SWOLLEN, SAW SUSANNAH, DRANK WINE WITH SUSANNAH, HAD BLAST WITH SUSANNAH, HAD BLAST ALL OVER THE WEEKEND.
now at work and feeling like a tiger who’s been roaming free and eating a lot and now has been forced into a tiny rusty cage.
working. uck. why do we have to do it.
courtesy of alexa
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