Jetstar A320 Final Approach at Coolangatta Airport
I was here and pooped myself a little at how close the planes come to you
Spending the day sorting my lolita shit into piles to get rid of, and what to keep. The “keep” pile is pretty damn small.
It’s kind of a bummer how much I used to love this fashion and now I just feel embarrassed wearing it. Not even six months ago I could look at myself in the mirror in it and not think “wow I look like a fucking tool” but now I just look at it in my closet and have no drive whatsoever to wear it. What few friends I’ve made through the local community appear to have done the same, so I guess this is pretty natural.
Debating whether I should just let the local lolitas sift through what I can’t be assed posting online, and just burning it all. The former is probably the better option since maybe I can get some money out of this.
In hindsight, wearing a shirt that says “SICK SICK SICK” to visit someone on a mental ward probably wasn’t the best idea.
Wake up to an angry text in all caps from my boss… About an Alice in Wonderland themed swimsuit I told her about yesterday.
actual german compound nouns:
Staubsauger (vaccuum cleaner, literally “DUST SUCKER”)
Vorhang (curtain, literally “HANGS IN FRONT”)
Wasserkocher (kettle, literally “WATER BOILER”)
AS SOON AS I SAW “HAND ANKLE” (Handgelenk) I KNEW THESE WERE GERMAN TO ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS.
(Source: iraffiruse, via pluckyminna)
Speaking of fisting, it took me like six years to work out that Tool’s Stinkfist is probably about the gut punching.