just finished the worst fucking paper on The Merchant of Venice. I almost don’t know what to do with myself other than run the text over with my car.
An interesting but cool event in New Haven next Thursday - join The Devil’s Gear, Urban Outfitters and Manic Productions for a fun day of biking, music, and shopping.
I want a free bike tune up but since I will miss this shopping after work…yeah?
Casey crescenzo is the man who’s made me cry the most in life. Mostly because what he does is so fucking incredible.
HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU THAT TALENTED AND ALWAYS HIT HOME.
It sounds lame but I’m so inspired to make things right now and I can’t cause I have to write a 10 page paper about how the merchant of venice is anti semitic and suxx dixxx.
But really one of my least favorite pieces by Shakespeare.
there was a point in my life where I thought I was going to make out with pete wentz.
It’s weird because I was never really attracted to him I just thought we were predestined to make out.