I literally feel 10 times better once I’ve done my eyebrows.  I know… super lame.

I literally feel 10 times better once I’ve done my eyebrows.  I know… super lame.

MY LIFE

MY LIFE

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Literature’s Most Frequent Crimes?

thecomposites:

As The Composites nears its 50th image I thought it was time to look at what was popular on the site statistically.  Anyone can see what was the most shared composite on the archives page (It’s Humbert Humbert, if you were wondering) but I wanted to add a dimension of literary analysis and break the numbers down to crimes committed by characters when possible. Not all the composite characters on the site slot easily under the definition “criminal” —and, like literature itself, the defining elements of criminality can be culturally, politically, and temporally relative and biased—but I think the most compelling composites have a clear mark of criminality or transgression, which makes for a perfect meeting of two mediums: fiction and forensic art. Please feel free to offer any corrections. The statistical breakdown is after the jump and the chart above links to a larger image.

Thanks to all the fans and friends of this site and please keep the suggestions coming for the next 50. 

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girlsgotafacelikemurder:

He really wanted my ice cream…

GIVE ME A PUG NOW!

girlsgotafacelikemurder:

He really wanted my ice cream…

GIVE ME A PUG NOW!

Categorizing Mother Nature

fakescience:

Categorizing Mother Nature

youknowyourefromriwhen:

[Image: The Rhode Island license plate. Text reads:”466.) Saying “It’s all the way over there,” when it’s only 20 minutes away.”]
Submitted by: nosleeeep

youknowyourefromriwhen:

[Image: The Rhode Island license plate. Text reads:”466.) Saying “It’s all the way over there,” when it’s only 20 minutes away.”]

Submitted by: nosleeeep

Frank Sinatra - Let's Get Away From It All
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theniftyfifties:

Frank Sinatra — Let’s Get Away From It All - 1958

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Graduating tomorrow.

It’s weird that I’m leaving the place that has been my “home” for the last four years, but it has never really been a home.

I moved all my stuff out of the dorm today.  Graduation is at 2.

I’m not really sure what to feel.  I know I’m not ready for the real world, but I can’t do college anymore.  And I’m not doing college anymore.

I may have no close friends at college, but I did decently well.  My professors are proud.  My parents are proud.  And I guess I’m proud of me, too.  But it’s definitely weird to leave a place and only miss your teachers and your classrooms.

Home Sunday.  Then I’ll settle back into my parents’ house, start work at Del’s again soon, and look for real adult jobs.  And maybe contact the RI Center for the Book, because it would be an awesome thing for me to become a part of.

I WANT A PUG WITH A BACKPACK!

I WANT A PUG WITH A BACKPACK!

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hungoverowls:

“Not making eye contact today. Don’t deserve it. Eye contact is for decent people.”

hungoverowls:

“Not making eye contact today. Don’t deserve it. Eye contact is for decent people.”

fuckyeahrhodeisland:

The making of Moonrise Kingdom featurette.

Want to see this…!

bunnyfood:

GPOY
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Ditto the GPOY.

bunnyfood:

GPOY

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Ditto the GPOY.

I'm Jordan. I'm 22 years old. I'm from Rhode Island, but I go to school in Maine. I love the ocean, owls, bunnies, music, reading, tea, and coffee. I collect owl mugs. I have possible hoarding tendencies. I make books.

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