The words I might have ate;

seeking truth, equality and freedom ; liberation
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just thought i’d let everyone know my donate button is up, and share a picture of the cobra! if you’d like to donate but the buttons not working for whatever reason, paypal to sabrinaporcupine@gmail.com and if you’d like to see pictures of my travels and things, my instagram is porkieasy. thanks everyone! here’s to keeping this blog updated. (at Tallanasty)

just thought i’d let everyone know my donate button is up, and share a picture of the cobra! if you’d like to donate but the buttons not working for whatever reason, paypal to sabrinaporcupine@gmail.com and if you’d like to see pictures of my travels and things, my instagram is porkieasy. thanks everyone! here’s to keeping this blog updated. (at Tallanasty)


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merde-petit-maitre:

Photography

But where is this
Really does anyone know?

merde-petit-maitre:

Photography

But where is this

Really does anyone know?

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"Don’t live the same year 75 times and call it a life."
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The generation that had nothing to show because it was all on the internet

I’ll write this when I’m not drunk


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heckadopejamz:

radiator hospital // our song

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"where have i been?"

you may be asking yourself, but most likely not; regardless, i’ll tell ya anyway.

right here.

i kind of left my blog hanging last may when i was getting out of a horrible and abusive relationship, my life kind of blew up and flew all across the universe in a million little pieces, and i’ve been traveling around the country trying to gather what i could to give myself a form again.

i left my hometown in september to hitchhike across the country, after around a month i landed in the southern tip of the u.s.: miami, florida, and stuck my feet in the sand for a while. i was completely unstable and confused (not to say i’m stable and all-knowing now- but i’m getting here ;) ), feeling that my  travels hadn’t done much to help me. i started to feel like what i had done was just run away from my problems, and that really doesn’t fix anything, and it took a long time to notice that’s what i was doing. not to say i didn’t experience a ton of awesome things like hang out with my dog (i forgot to mention, my dog came hitchhiking with me) on a huge farm and watch him play and adventure, have a blast getting covered in dirt and not giving a damn about it, and i worked as a fucking carnie; i just wasn’t sure this made me feel complete again. it didn’t. i knew what i was doing was running away when i asked myself how i felt now.

that’s about all the details i’ll give on that for now. so fast forward a bit,6 months maybe, two apartments and two jobs later in miami…

i find this sweet van on craigslist. a 1978 dodge cobra; it’s slick and i’m super cool now. hardly. i’m living in it because i kinda got kicked out of my house. the landlord decided no more dogs, so i said fuck you i’ll get this van and live in it with my dog in the empty lot next to the house. that doesn’t work out too well either, considering i’m still working at a few vegan bakeries in miami and what the fuck am i gonna do with this dog now. dammit there’s so many details i should shove in here, but my mom ends up coming to pick my dog up to rescue him from a stressful environment i didn’t want to put him in because he doesn’t deserve that and i love him.

in the midst of that, i meet this guy on the internet (i won’t specify which website because i may or may not feel like a loser for some or no to little reason) and of course i’m just a shy lil girl cause that’s kinda me, and he’s not much of the chatter box either, but i start to dig this guy pretty quickly because whatever, he played with explosives with me and he doodles and he’s got the right sense of humor and in no time this guy actually makes me feel cared for and special like i’m not a waste of space and he gave me something to look forward to every day and a reason to feel excited and just a reason to feel, i had been swept up and carried away by a stranger in a matter of seconds and i could go on and on and turn into a huge cheese ball like how cartoon snowballs get huge when they roll down a snowy hiil, except it’s a cheeseball rolling down a cheese hill and i’m the cheeseball and, okay, but i’m sure you get the point, he’s great, and he wants to leave with me to travel in the cobra. so i’m like ok let’s go. i cannot stress how amazing my boyfriend is. who knows where i’d be without him. it’s one of those “i can’t even” moments but it’s lasting a really long time. we’ve been traveling since early june, making a few stops in central and northern florida, georgia, tennesee, kentucky, indiana, seeing what we could before my mom’s surprise birthday party which was june 20th. since then we’ve been crashing back and forth at my mom’s house and my dad’s. nothing too interesting has happened, we’re just resting our feet till we go out into the world. that’s where i’m at right now - back in illinois. pretty soon we’ll be heading for colorado, and everywhere in between.

so that’s where i’ve been in a nutshell, a very tiny nutshell.

not that this was a huge build up leading to an advertisement.. but i will be putting a paypal button thing on my page for anyone that would like to throw some gas money our way. (no pressure it’s cool just why not throw it out there you know.)

it’s been real tumblr and i’ll try to keep y’all a little more up to date.


deucebowl:

she reaches down seductively. I guide her hand to my zipper. she unzips my fanny pack by mistake. raviolis spill out everywhere

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cumillionaire:

If my jokes offend you:

  1. I’m sorry
  2. It won’t happen again
  3. 1 & 2 are lies 
  4. You’re a pussy

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