The One And Only Tori Spring

hello i kinda need a friend rn so if u want to be friends let me know here are some fun facts about me:

solitaire (alice oseman)

sad girl on the internet wow that’s so sad you’re so sad and #depressed

aquarius sun/virgo moon/scorpio rising

self proclaimed riot grrrl

i can make really good hot chocolate 

i write really bad stupid sappy poetry

i like to sleep

i like movies

i like pasta

i can make pasta!

i wear wet n wild’s cherry bomb lipstick occasionally

current favorie bands/artists are: lush, cocteau twins, echobelly, the smiths, the clash, bratmobile, pixies, mitski, & juniore 

idk what else lmk if there’s something you want to know

getting dressed is

self care

can tell im about to start listening to the mountain goats again which is how you know im experiencing a real low point

Why Tumblr? Why do you, an actual celebrity, a famous writer, use Tumblr of all websites?

(The actual celebrity and famous writer sits back in his rocking chair, surveys the world of Tumblr, from his porch. He chews meditatively on a straw, and then he says:)

TACAFW: Y'see, I've been here for nigh on twelve years now, which in new-fangled internet years is about four hundred years... yup, I remember when all this wuz just folks trading photos of cats, and I remember when over there, where it's now just waste land, that whole part of town was whut we used to call 'Not safe for work" -- hooey, I don't know where those folks went, when they got driv out of town -- but me, through those twelve years, I've just been in this old rockin' chair on this old porch, and I've seen 'em come and I've seen 'em go... I guess I mus' just' like it here...

you’re telling me i get to see THE tori spring in live action on friday???? wild.

to your independence irish, welsh, and scottish people

dw i'm still alive and sad

Tomoko Kashiki — With Benjamina and Wall  (acrylic, pencil, pastel and linen on wooden panel, 2012)

I’m seeing something that was always hidden. I’m involved in a mystery. I’m in the middle of a mystery. And it’s all secret.

Blue Velvet (1986) dir. David Lynch