humans are so cute, when we say goodbye we put our arms around each other and to show we love someone we bring them flowers. we say hello by holding each other’s hand, and sometimes tiny little dewdrops form in our eyes. for pleasure we listen to arrangements of sounds, press our lips together, smoke dried leaves, get drunk off of old fruit. we’re all just little animals, falling in love and having breakfast beneath billions of stars :~)
Dress here is so different and the clothes are much less tight, but I feel very massive compared to the tiny Indian women.
I knew India would be visually beautiful, but I never imagined the beautiful hearts of the people.
#india #studyabroad #coimbatore
Of course it is.
ALL BITCHES THIS IS MY HOME TOWN TAKE A FUCKING SEAT WHILE I TELL YOU THIS STORY. GET A BOWL OF POPCORN BECAUSE THIS SHIT IS DOPE
IN THE 1940’S PORTLAND WAS PUTTING IN LAMPPOSTS AND FOR WHATEVER GOD DAMN REASON THIS ONE NEVER GOT FILLED.
IN 1946, DICK FAGAN, AN AMERICAN IRISHMAN WHO WROTE FOR THE OREGON JOURNAL, GOT BLOODY FUCKING BORED AT HIS JOB AND WOULD LOOK OUT HIS WINDOW ONTO THIS SAD EXCUSE FOR ROAD CONSTRUCTION HOLE. ONE DAY HE SAID “FUCK THIS” AND PLANTED SOME FLOWERS.
HE WROTE ABOUT THIS NEW FUCKING PARK AND SPOKE ABOUT HOW LEPRECHAUNS LIVED THERE AND SHIT. MOTHERFUCKING LEPRECHAUNS IN THE MIDDLE OF DOWNTOWN, WHAT THE SHIT.
HOLD ONTO TO THE EDGE OF YOUR SEATS BECAUSE THIS RIDE GETS EVEN BETTER. THIS PARK HOLDS A GUINNESS WORLD RECORD FOR BEING THE SMALLEST PARK WITH WITH INFORMATION SAYING “It was designated as a city park on 17 March 1948 at the behest of the city journalist Dick Fagan (USA) for snail races and as a colony for leprechauns”. MOTHER. FUCKING. SNAIL RACES. BITCHES.
IT’S EVEN BEEN PIMPED OUT OVER THE YEARS
HO HO HO MOTHERFUCKS WE CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS HERE
WE CARE ABOUT THE ENVIRONMENT.
THE BEST PART IS THAT IT EVEN HAD OCCUPY PORTLAND PROTESTERS
SO I HOPE YOU FUCKING LEARNED SOMETHING TODAY ABOUT TINY ASS PARKS.
Portland fucking Oregon.
So yeah living with six people may be rougher than I expected.
Especially for doing homework.
I miss talking to you guys so much.
Day 6: Your Favourite Heroine
- Princess Kidagakash “Kida” Nedakh of Atlantis from Atlantis: The Lost Empire (2001)
Today was rough and frustrating and part of my mind has this weird obsession with “I’m doing so much walking I’ll lose weight!” and I’m very tired but it’s only 6:30 pm and I have dinner plans at 7 pm and I just want to sleep.
Also to have food that is not a 7 on the spiciness scale.
I really wasn’t experiencing homesickness before now, but I miss my dogs and my bed and my mom. I just miss those comforts…
Also I’m frustrated and could really use a cigarette but I’m quitting and yeah.
how do you sleep without someone sleeping next to you?
its something you forget even matters until you start sleeping next to someone practically every night.
sure, you get tired of their cold feet, or them hogging the covers
but when you’re alone in your own bed, and you remember how uncomfortable it is without a warm hand on your thigh, or a head of hair under your chin
its then you realize, how the fuck did i sleep before you?
and you realize, you didn’t.
Cat pig sammich
I WENT SHOPPING TODAY AND BOUGHT GENIE PANTS (patiayla) BECAUSE WE HAVE TO WEAR THEM AND YEAH I LOOK FAB THEY HAVE FLOWERS I WILL POST PICTURES. TODAY WAS GREAT. I’M TIRED.
It’s almost time for dinner and tea. (Yes tea!!!)
It is currently 5 am in India. It’s still surreal that I’m actually here. Maybe part of that is the exhaustion that I felt yesterday.
Sara and I arrived in Chennai at 3 am yesterday and finally arrived in Coimbatore at 11 am. We were met by our director, Kirk, and a group of Indian students who…
i took this photo just after i had my first kiss
it was a sunday. 16th, october, 2011
ever since, i have not put my tongue in anyone else’s tongue
or whatever it means
p.s: this is not b&w. the sea was grey, the sky was grey, everything but me was grey.
plot twist: i don’t love her anymore
I just found this gem on facebook and it is glorious