January 2012
There are so many more things I’d rather do than go to work right now.
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pica
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. [abbr. picayune] the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
I felt you in my legs before I ever met you
Today I cried a lot, ate a blt avocado wrap, and spent all of my money. I was late to work, and now I get to see my boyfriend. What is life?
I can’t stop eating these Japanese candies. I wish I had a heated blanket. I can’t decide if I want to watch Midnight In Paris right now or not. I don’t know what else to complain about.
