Last night was such a blast. After our set, we roped Jenny into coming onstage and singing her song “Bluebird.” That’s me and Mila doing the harmonies, and Kyle, who’d never heard the song in his life but nevertheless slaughtered the solo like Chris Thile, on mandolin.

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A woman who hates you is playing the pianoforte.

You have five hundred a year. From who? Five hundred what? No one knows. No one cares. You have it. It’s yours. Every year. All five hundred of it.

A charming man attempts to flirt with you. This is terrible.

You are in a garden, and you are astonished.

gatheringbones:

this show is a gift

Selfie just ‘cause

Selfie just ‘cause

Chatting With Toby at Work
me:i checked out his art (he does stuff with sculpture and...light...i don't know) and it's a little bit poncey
me:still, he was nice
toby:LOL
toby:holy shit you're going to be a challenge J
toby:rofl poncey
toby:sorry sorry
me:well, he sent me the link! and i had to react!
toby:but you're writing him off bc of his art?
toby:LOL
me:i said nice things
me:no, i'm not writing him off
me:this is girl talk
toby:YES
toby:speak it
toby:ho man
toby:i'm just picturing these footnotes in your memoirs
toby:---potential date #3, eliminated, reason: art too poncey
toby:date #4, eliminated, reason: ordered half-caff latte after 3pm, seriously
me:he took a video of a crumpled-up pile of film tape in a corner and called it art, okay?
toby:ROFL
me:i mean jeez
me:i don't need a yoko
toby:ok that might discourage me a little
toby:HAHAAA
toby:i wan to take a picture of my contorted face right now
toby:but i wont
toby:i'm sorry i'm trying to help i really am
toby:this is so fun tho

cleolinda:

iamgreenbean:

virginiagentlenerd:

adriofthedead:

I imagine that this movie would be much more enjoyable if all the dialogue were replaced with those from Kate Beaton’s comics

DAISY WHERE IS THE BABY 

WHAT BABY

OUR BABY

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