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in another 4 years i might return; this is for me, then.

I discovered that this old Tumblr account got hacked in the recent reveal of accounts compromised. I had to change the password, but in doing so remembered al the old URLs I had. The nostalgic levels went through the roof. 22 and studying abroad. 22 and in love. 23 and studying back home. All the boys and heat ache. The youthful endeavors and the desire to grow older. Goodness me, that was me. 

As it so happens, I’m listening to the new Jimmy eat World record, as if it actually is 6 years ago, and “Invented” was just released... I haven’t felt like this in a long while. 

I am 28 years old. I am in a stable relationship. I live with Mike. I have a good job, good friends and a gym membership card. I don’t completely dread the idea of owning a house in the suburbs. I knit baby hats for my friends. Goodness me, this is me. 

all in all, snaps of my whole 20′s could be available on this website. Journal posts, music, art. I started one when I was 20, in 2008, when I moved away for university. That is eight years ago. It’s been a useful eight years, they got me to where I am today and I am very glad to be here. That’s all for this year. 

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I submit that this is what the real, no-bullshit value of your liberal arts education is supposed to be about: how to keep from going through your comfortable, prosperous, respectable adult life dead, unconscious, a slave to your head and to your natural default setting of being uniquely, completely, imperially alone day in and day out.

10 years ago today, David Foster Wallace delivered his legendary Kenyon College commencement address – one of the greatest commencement speeches of all time, and the only public talk the beloved author ever gave directly exploring his views on life. It was later included in the excellent anthology Way More than Luck: Commencement Speeches on Living with Bravery, Empathy, and Other Existential Skills. (via explore-blog)

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'Mark Crorrigan'

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Carolina Valtuille

#adorable

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This is Election Day in Sweden. Currently hoping for a change for the left and as little as humanly possible of the racist Swedish Democrats who are as of yet the 3rd largest party with an estimated +10%

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"Vintage" selfies, grabbed from Google Image search.

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sitting in bed, with little heart shaped lights above, watching a giant cloud produce lightning inside.

#literally and not metaphorically

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A fascinating conversation with the great psychoanalytical writer Adam Phillips

#true dat

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youre gonna look so goddamn cool

#naw

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Isn't this just lovely.

Allison Weiss - “Call Your Girlfriend” (Robyn cover) Remember When EP

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too much

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Boys in the Woods

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by Kay Barley | tumblr | official site

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I've been working now for almost 2 weeks at the student unions humanities department office. It's summer, so not much happens even though there is some stuff to do. Sometimes I sit and write on my essay instead. I hope to get it done before August. It's almost 9am, I'm on my bf's balcony with a cup of coffee while he takes a shower. Yesterday we talked about taking a trip together in the fall. Maybe to Manchester and his old uni friends and a gaslight anthem show (or the hold steady if October is a better month that November). It's really neat to be making little plans for the future. Seeing a poster of a band and tell someone immediately that you have this idea. If that ain't nice I don't know what is.