People Who Make No Noise Are Dangerous

Res Ipsa Loquitor.
(Fuck, I'm now 27) I am a 26 year old Family Law attorney, living in NYC. I am infamous (in my own world) for my impersonations. Those include, but are not limited to, Marge Simpson & Marisa Tomei's character in My Cousin Vinny.
Most of the things that I enjoy are bad for me.
I am fun and usually very nice.
Mon Aug 4
“ I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool… You see, I think everything’s terrible anyhow… And I know. I’ve been everywhere and seen everything and done everything. More Gatsby (via jennifur85) (via ellebelle) (via justlia)
“ I’ve built a wall not to block anyone out, but to see who loves me enough to climb over it.

-m (via johnnyfive)

I’m an m too & I say this all the time!!!  It’s not that I intentionally try to shut people out, I just like this “experiment” to see who cares enough to put in the effort to “climb on over to my side.”

As cliche as it sounds (and all cliches were born for a good reason), the grass is always greener on the other side. 

When I lived alone for 4 1/2 years in my teeny, but still adorable 5th Avenue apartment, I longed for a roommate.  Now that I have one, I can’t understand what the hell I was thinking. 

I miss 24 Fifth.  I miss the West Village.  I miss my fun neighbors whose outfits I adored but would never replicate.  I miss passing by my old law school on my way to work as an attorney, thinking how hard I worked to get to where I am today.  I miss going downstairs to Cru for a random glass of wine. 

I don’t even understand how two neighborhoods 16 blocks & 4 avenues apart can have such different people with such different mentalities.  I don’t understand how a person who looks relatively normal could be so…hmm, let’s see…how shall I say, be so full of anger and aggression?

The grass is always greener & nicer & calmer…on the other side.

Edge of Love

lovepuppy:

First love’s alright, as far as it goes.

But last love, that’s what I’m interested in.

Sat Aug 2

Kissing is the best part.

dazzlingdelta:

scout:

sexartandpolitics:

luxuriousvulgarity:luxnightmare

(Or, a rare glimpse into my heart.)

I think what I really learned from years of being slutty is that kissing is the best part.

Unless you’re getting into a relationship, there’s this inevitable sadness to all sexual encounters — even good sexual encounters, even the best sex — because it means the end of it all. The end of the flirtation, the moment of promise, the anticipation, and — in some cases, at least — the end of your acquaintance with that person. Suddenly this person, so full of promise, is just another name on your list of people you’ve fucked; another entry to the database of places you’ve been.

Kissing, on the other hand, extends the moment of anticipation, heightens the desire, keeps you wondering and guessing what, exactly, that moment of climax would be like. Kissing is the question, and fucking is the answer — and the answer is never as good as you hoped.

What I’m really trying to say, I guess, is that I long ago lost the desire to fuck every hot stranger who passes by, but I still really want to make out with people.

 Amen X10.

“ For a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself… Radiohead
“ what if my lips wrote a check i couldn’t cash?

(via frangry)

Who said this?  I want to marry them.
Thu Jul 31
aja: 58 Illustrated Monsters

aja:

58 Illustrated Monsters
Wed Jul 30
“ A real friend is someone who wont put up with your bullshit, but still love you while you’re going through it.

AntiKris (via antikris) (via soupsoup)

I just found a brand new friend like this, and it’s great :)
“ There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it’s going to be a butterfly.

R. Buckminster Fuller (via affremblequotes)

Yet it is an ever-present fact that the now beautiful butterfly was once a caterpillar.