February 2012
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WatchWatch
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toad-hollow: “I’d like to french pastry myself to death right now. I really would. In fact I’d like a piece of pie right after this. Do I dare?” O yes
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ListenThe Flying Lizards - Dizzy Miss Lizzie
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“In August of 1990 I found myself laying on my stomach in the woods with a pair...”
– Kathleen Hanna, Our Hit Parade  (via innocentlilgirls)
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