I just can’t, y’all
(Source: beyonce)
(via vainbook)
“Our friendship begins to seem to me like a place: I don’t visit as often as I used to, but every time I walk through the door it’s like I never left. Our friendship is wallpapered the way we used to decorate our bedrooms, so thick with Scotch-taped detritus you can’t even see the color of the paint: posters, CD liner notes, handwritten poems, set lists from concerts. Photographs of us, camping in jeans and ponytails or dressed up for The Rocky Horror Picture Show in miniskirts and fishnets. The bookshelves are full of diaries and photo albums, and Heather pulls one down, turns to a certain page, and says “Remember the time that homeless guy said I looked like Farrah Fawcett?” And even though I didn’t remember it five minutes ago, it comes rushing back: the melting snow on the sidewalk, the Starbucks hot chocolate I was drinking. Heather holds the keys to my memory, the keys to my childhood.”
–”Hold On to What You’ve Got” by Lindsay King-Miller on therumpus.net
It’s so funny when seemingly menial things like this hit you at the right time and take on a new, larger meaning. See also: the directions on my roommate’s Bath & Body Works aromatherapy body wash—”Breathe deeply for best results.”
(Source: brookehatfield)
Interview (US)
QUEEN
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“He’s gonna land on Earth, he’s probably gonna vomit on himself, and then he’s going to pass out. That’s what happens when you come back from space.” —
I can vouch for the latter part! :) / :(
(Source: brookehatfield)
They’re baaaack @topshop #spring #Beyoncehasthesameones #nbd