February 2012
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it’s like staring at medicine you can’t afford
or like art you don’t quite understand
it’s like knowing the answer to a problem
but being too scared to respond
it’s like waking up next to the person you love
and knowing they can’t make you a single promise
when it seems like it’s black and white, the problem isn’t weighing the probability of one versus the other; it’s getting out of the grey area that’s so much easier
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oh my god I search barista and everyone was complaining about starbucks problems or how much they love being a barista what even starbucks is so gross that’s not even coffee you’re not a barista you’re just an apron in a large scale mass production of diarrhea that people pay a million jillion dollars for I want to cry I make real coffee
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