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tonight’s sunset in Pacifica
Attack of the killer cute.
Answer: NOT SOON ENOUGH!
because I know you people* have a thing for monkeys. and balls. MONKEY BALLS.
via Cake Wrecks
*ok, ok, I’m just like **you people**
fuck the queue, puking all my photos early. It’s like that one kid at the bonfire who’d never gotten drunk before.
I met That Kid my first week at college. All of the dorm kids found our way out to Moonstone Beach the first weekend of the semester. It was 1998. Flannel was still a thing. That Kid was a 6’5” football player from Chula Vista named Brian. At the bonfire, drunk on Henry Weinhart’s and possibly Zima, he became a fire walker, running through the coals of the burning pallets and melting the soles of his Chuck Taylors. Then he started to cry about how he missed his grandma. And then he puked.
Headed into SF to see A Place to Bury Strangers. Pretty fall sky!
Saw these pretty pistachio trees on my bike ride and thought of you all. Happy Fall. :-)
jordychristine:
Please reblog this to help strike a blow against pediatric cancer. I will post on Sunday exactly how much I’ve raised by doing this!
