GIRL, YOU LION

Meeee rachel. post-rock and lots of radiohead, and uh, i draw things. currently in hair school because art school made me sad. also my cat, peaches.

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art shit (flickr)

i think i need to start “watching my mouth” bc i basically just yell FUCK the second anything disturbs, startles, frustrates me, etc. the N was stupid crowded this morning, and even though i always sit nearest the door that opens at 34th, i could barely stand up to leave as it pulled into the station. it’s pretty common in my experience that when the train is that packed, the people standing in front of the doors step outside the train to allow others to unload, then get back on before it leaves. however, about eight people were standing there as me and maybe four others are going “excuse me, exCUSE me” and they’re just staring out the doors like hoohoo oh am i in ur way? sry, watch me not move :D and then they start STAND CLEAR THE CLOSING DOORSing and i was like FUCK, MOVE except out loud, when i really meant to say it in my head, and i guess my point here is don’t be an idiot, but if you’re going to be an idiot, at least be mobile, and also i think i should stop being such a vulgar cunt.