Vandalizing churches is absolutely a hate crime — that’s one of the archetypal examples.

Well I can’t possibly refute that. Solid logic.

like shes halfway there but desperately needs a hair tie and a clutch

Here ya go:

Anne. :(

anne what is that hair tho

Something tells me Aran is going to do just fine without this internship. Actually, Facebook probably would have just held him back from his true potential.

“You’re not going to call the cops on Lamar Odom.

Stop hating on Ed Sheeran’s stupid tattoo.

I promise you that electric blue is mostly MAC’s Deep Truth. I’m sure there are other things thrown in there but I recognize Deep Truth the way a mother fur seal recognizes the call of her lost pup from an entire island away. I’d be willing to be there’s some Plumage worked around the outer corner, but Deep Truth.…

I introduced my fiancé as ‘gal pal’ yesterday for fun but she did not think it was fun. No sir, she did not think that was funny. :(

Today I made it two words in before my brain realized what not to do.

every fucking tweet beat i tell myself “DO NOT READ YOKO’S TWEET” and every fucking time i do.

Is there an emoji for “I owe so much in loans, I basically bought a small house that I just can’t live in”?

I love their t-shirts (womens anyways). They are soft and fit better than regular Hanes t-shirts.

They are so soft. Plus last time I wore something from American Apparel, my cab driver told me “I can tell from your style that you are a real New Yorker.” I literally was there for a day. Where else can I buy such good false authenticity?

Having seen so much of New York before visiting it (I actually ended up in a “New York Film” class unwittingly one semester), I was surprised how underwhelming it is when not seen from the perfect angles in perfect light with the perfect lens. I had been prepared for so much more.

Can we list the entire fucking City of New York? Holy shit, a million songs, a million patriotic poems, everyone across the globe sucking its cock, and when I finally go see for the first time at age 26...

Musee D’Orsay is a short walk away. Incredibly beautiful and less insane. At least when I was there.

The Louvre was my biggest disappointment. Not the museum itself, but the huge, maddening crowds all pushing and shoving their way past galleries of beautiful art to take a selfie with the Mona Lisa.