B L E S S E D B Y G O D
T H E E W E S T
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I live near a “prestigious” UC school. It’s the same on the West Coast, from UCSD to UCSC—cultural dead zones, foreign ducks waddling around, dead eyes, strange smells, pajamas as uniforms.
This deserted street is at the center of Boston University, which is supposed to have about 40 thousand students. Most are nowhere to be found.
The students you do see all look completely miserable. Everyone is foreign- not just in origin but in the world they inhabit. Virtually, she is far away- China, Valhalla, the moon, It wouldn’t matter. it’s not the phone that transports her, it’s her head that’s in the clouds. And she is all of us.
Decades ago, this part of campus had the best parties. Now, unfriendly strivers in fantasy worlds. A Tower of Babel, and the split is more than superficially linguistic
I believe that Jesus Christ is the Son of God
I believe that He died upon the cross for my sins
I believe that He rose from the dead and ascended to Heaven
I believe that He will return
Tom Curren by Art Brewer
G O D O U T W E S T retweeted
At some point in your life, if not already, someone close to you will tell you not to buy a motorcycle.
It's very important that you don't listen.
Nude in heels means nothing when you killed your husband and your tits look like 2 fried eggs tacked to drywall
Aubrey Plaza offers to strip completely naked in high heels if Quentin Tarantino puts her in his final movie
"Tarantino, where the fuck are you? I'll do anything. Tarantino, anything you want."
"I am her manager. She will not do anything, and the feet are off the table."
"Tarantino, it's Aubrey. Guess what? I'll do anything you want."
"Babe, it's extra for the feet, honey."
"Naked in heels, Tarantino!"
"Can't wait. God, I can't wait for whatever is the scary-ass shit he's going to make put me through again. Definitely don't care about anything."
Show me a romantic woman, I’ll show you something that doesn’t exist
Elvis Costello at The El Mocambo - Toronto 1978
BREAKING: Katie Zacharia 'transitioning out' of job as Trump's press secretary and to new job as my sugar mommy
If a girl invited me to her hotel room, I’d bone her so as not to get called a fag (as opposed to a rapist).
I know I’m dadpoasting, buuuut…
“Dad, do crabs eat fish or do fish eat crabs or are they friends?”
– 6-year-old daughter
Me, with an established “Private School Affidavit,” delivering the daily homeschool curriculum to my son on a Monday morning from my desk at work.
