GPOY: Oh-So-Flattering Deep Conditioning Edition
This picture is funny because it makes no fucking sense. It captures a moment of vanity as I attempt to deep condition my hair with honey and olive oil. I have even gone as far as to document this event, showing just how vain I really am. However, I shared this terrible picture with the world, thereby showing I don’t care that much. Right?
Wait, what does this all mean?
Nothing. I’m just bored.  

GPOY: Oh-So-Flattering Deep Conditioning Edition


This picture is funny because it makes no fucking sense. It captures a moment of vanity as I attempt to deep condition my hair with honey and olive oil. I have even gone as far as to document this event, showing just how vain I really am. However, I shared this terrible picture with the world, thereby showing I don’t care that much. Right?

Wait, what does this all mean?

Nothing. I’m just bored.  

GPOY: Do I Look Like a supermodel yet? I have a fan and that’s how it works right? Edition

I’m just sitting in my room with a fan blowing on me and thought I’d take some pictures of my hair being dumb. Guys, I’m just really fucking bored. This post is a testament to that. Help me. 

GPOY: My Entry Into Orchard Corset's Contest Edition. Unfortunately this particular corset is a little big on me now, but I still love it. 

GPOY: My Entry Into Orchard Corset's Contest Edition. Unfortunately this particular corset is a little big on me now, but I still love it. 

GPOY: The Weather is Perfect Outside Edition

GPOY: The Weather is Perfect Outside Edition

GPOY: Get to go in and substitute bratty middle schoolers today Edition. 

GPOY: Get to go in and substitute bratty middle schoolers today Edition. 

GPOY: Hostess with the Mostest + Kitty Edition.

GPOY: Getting Ready to Drive Back to Ithaca and Saying Goodbye to my Kitty Edition.

GPOY: Getting Ready to Drive Back to Ithaca and Saying Goodbye to my Kitty Edition.

"I did not count the fact that I have ghosts in my mind, stowaways. Great ghosts of my life, great ghosts of old wives, and their howling. So I spent my wilderness time rolling on the ground, pulling my hair, rolling on the ground, wrestling them off, yelling at no one, punching snow. I gathered ghosts and gave them my lecture. I bid them away, pleaded and cried, and said there’s no room in my life for you or you or your howling. Let me undo these ropes and go on living without you, not just change where we live. Go on get. I had my hopes of how I would be after sending them off after getting set free, but there’s no such thing as living without their prowling."

Mount Eerie
GPOY: Started out as an accidental shot, but wearing another hat and going to a class I hate Edition.

GPOY: Started out as an accidental shot, but wearing another hat and going to a class I hate Edition.