I am grateful to spend my twenties with you. We are no longer children, but we are not yet wise adults. We can go to the rollerskating rink and make out at the drive-in, but we can also go to engagement dinners and fancy dances dressed to the nines. We can sit in class and work for days on end, but we can also spend several hours watching our favorite tv shows on Netflix. I’m grateful to spend my twenties with you because we can talk about our future and know that we aren’t rushing, it’s just the thoughts for what may be coming around the corner. We can sip on our favorite liquor together and make fun of everyone for being at that lame party we ditched. I’m grateful to spend my twenties with you because we have had experience, and we know what is wrong- and what is exactly right.

micdotcom:

The perfect read for every year of your 20s

First job, first marriage, tax returns. We know college didn’t really help prepare you for any of those. Your 20s are when the reality of adulthood really sinks in and life crises abound. College graduation, relationship struggles, money woes, big professional questions: Each year of your 20s will bring something new. This reading list will guide you through these uncertain years. As you look for guidance and advice on how to navigate these choppy waters, books might very well become your best friend. Read these and you will be equipped to deal with anything the wily decade might throw your way.  

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20-somethings have the tendency to imagine that their 20s are the last chance they’re going to have to experiment, explore, and party. This is a false premise. Restaurants and cafes continue to let people over 29 through their doors. They even serve them alcohol.
Holden Desalles (via twenty-what)

asian:

If you think about it potatoes don’t really get all that much credit

they’re fucking awesome

this one thing here

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can be made into:

different variations of fries

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regular,

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curly,

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waffle.

It can be made into chips

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or ruffly 

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you can make hashbrowns with it

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even a salad

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add some fuckin cheese to those potatoes

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you can have it sliced and diced

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or baked

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you can make tater tots

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hell you can even eat the skin

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or just have little potato nuggets

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thank u potatoes

potato appreciation post

No regrets. That’s the worst lie we could ever tell ourselves. For the things we could have done when we had the chance, it is like missing that last midnight train ride. You relentlessly wait for the next one to come never knowing it’s the last. You patiently carry the weight of your shoulders, rubbing your hands together to sustain the warmth. You’re terribly freezing but you don’t mind it at all. But after hours of standing there against the wall, you become numb, even more numb for next hours. And the pain becomes unbearable. There and then, all you can ever think about is regret. You start to regret why you came by the bookstore for some good reads before heading to the train station. You regret why you stopped by a coffee shop and had a few sip of tea before deciding to go home. You regret why you had to go back to the grocery store to buy your favorite chocolate chips. You regret every little things you did that day. You regret doing it when you could have done it in another time. You regret because you didn’t catch the last train. What’s more hurting than not able to take the last ride is knowing that someone was waiting for you on the other side. Waiting for you to arrive. That person could be gone by now, could have gone somewhere else. That person could not stand the wait. And you are there standing, hoping you’re just a little too late.
Jann ray Banguis (via wnq-writers)