1. 3drunkencelts:

    creativehouses: Multnomah Whiskey Library, Portland, Oregon

    (via homochitto)


  2. You know you’ve been thinking about this shit too much when something like this leaves your sides hurting…


  3. I absolutely despise today’s colloquial use of the term “thirsty”.  Heaven forbid someone wants to go on a date or have some fun.

    And what’s even worse than that is when people almost condescendingly say, “Just take some time to work on you.”

    Not only am I a law student, but I also work full time.  Working on me is all I do, actually…

    Pardon me for wanting to have something to look forward to other than school, work, or solitude.  Pardon me for wanting to have intimacy with someone other than the authors of my Civil Procedure and Contracts textbooks.  Pardon me for wanting to try and assuage my existential misery.

    Pardon me for being “thirsty.”

  4. Being fabulous is the name of the game.

    Yours truly, circa 1997.


  5. drunkdilf:

    kinda wanna go on a date, kinda wanna get hit by a truck too 

    (Source: cyberho, via sperrysandjcrew)

  7. arthetic:

    Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn’t stop for anybody.

    The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012)

    (via theadventurerrr)


  8. I just ate five tacos, poured my second glass of wine, and am sobbing tears of despair while slouching over my Civil Procedure casebook.

    Life is good, my friends.  Life is good.


  10. The good thing about being unhappy is that it (so far) seems to have a prioritizing effect.

    I feel like I’m gaining clearer focus on what I need to strive for in my life and what kinds of things will (and won’t) make me happy.

    And I’m learning day by day in my currently unhappy existence that I will (most likely) be happier if I take some risks to chase what I really, actually want.  (And I’m beginning to actually find out what I really, actually want.)


    And what I know now is that a legal career alone will not make me happy.