No one is free.
her-eyes-tell-stories: “Even the birds are chained to the sky.” - B.D.
Trouble having satisfied two different paths. Can I give up on one? It’s...– Ra Ra Riot “Keep it Quiet”
Why are all of my posts about trains?
Why do people lean over the track to see if the train is coming? I really don’t get that. It happens everywhere though. Subway, NJT, everywhere there is a train coming. The people have to literally LEAN their bodies over the yellow line and peek their head in the appropriate direction to see if the train is coming. I’m about to petition to put an end to this. I present a list of signs...
Every Thursday for the past two weeks, just when my actual workweek delirium is kicking in after hump-day, I find myself falling asleep on the train from Ramsey to my transfer at Secaucus and waking up halfway only to realize I don’t know whether I’m coming into the city or leaving. I’m on the train for 2 hours a day 5 days a week, so that’s a total of 10 hours out of my...
Referencing the rest of the restless games we play to right the wrongs of our...– something i wrote at work today
Hello there! Hi. My name is Amanda Carl, I’m a singer/songwriter/musician/writer/fashion enthusiast/tv lover/producer/daughter/girlfriend/sister/friend/coffee lover/bad girl/miserable person on bad days/happy person on good days/ The title of my tumblr comes from a lyric of the great Ms. Lisa Loeb “I’m waking up from a bed of past lives lived. Cause I’m living my life half-life,...