Oh, Carlos.

I try to be a less hateful person, but then my hand is forced. →

saladforbreakfast:

I’m so sick of all these motherfucking hippy backpackers in India.

With their stupid fucking lack of any personal hygiene and their stupid fucking broken English and their stupid fucking hippy life philosophies. (Direct overheard quote: ‘It is change—the only one that is always!’)

I am being hypocritical, of course: I thought I had new birthmarks until I exfoliated and they went away, English is the only language in which I can adeptly use any tense other than the present, and I’m here at this internet cafe to print out my February horoscope from Susan Miller and also the lyrics to ‘Boots of Spanish Leather’ and also to Gchat one of my friends about his ‘energy’.

So there’s that.

Often when someone goes on a trip and asks what I’d like him or her (but let’s be honest him) to bring back to me, I say “Spanish boots of Spanish leather,” and no one ever gets it.

This (and let’s be honest Kate Chopin) are my life right now.

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   This (and let’s be honest Kate Chopin) are my life right now.

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   Often when someone goes on a trip...asks what I’d like him or her (but let’s be honest...

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