for no reason at all, i let the sky fall

I'm Peggy. I am a college grad-u-ate living in Brooklyn.

Alpha Delta Phi (Middletown '12.5).
BA in Psychology.
BFA in Photography.
Super admin.
St. Louis native.
Film and television junkie.

I want to be Sue Johanson when I grow up.

My "About Me" post

Gratuitous Pictures of Me


In case you're having a bad day and cute animals might help make it better

"Basically, don't get pissed off over the fact that the way you feel about culture isn't some kind of universal consensus. Because if you do, you will end up feeling betrayed. And it will be your own fault. You will feel bad, and you will deserve it."

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i just found this in my screenshots folder and i have no idea where it’s from but i relate to it so hard.

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Chrysler follows me always.

at Bryant Park

at NYPL The New York Public Library

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The Mountain Goats,
The Coroner's Gambit

bluejays and cardinals all come out to play
highway traffic gets out of your way
skies clear up if they’re overcast.
pit bulls are gentle when you come past.

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Sleep heavily and know that I am here with you. The past is gone, and cannot harm you anymore. And while the future is fast coming for you, it always flinches first, and settles in as the gentle present. This now, this us, we can cope with that. We can do this together you and I.
Cecil Baldwin, Welcome to Night Vale  (via girlwithdeathmask)

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Bloc Party,
Silent Alarm


Do you wanna come over and kill some time?
Throw your arms around me.

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You know most people think of the word weasel as a bad term, but have you ever looked at an actual weasel? Like, a real one?


awww :)




it’s so cute!




Oh god I just can’t-

And let’s not forget that the average weasel is also roughly the size of a banana. Because it clearly wasn’t adorable enough already

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92 plays
The Mountain Goats,
Full Force Galesburg

Most of the things I used to hold on to
Most of the things I used to say to you
Most of the ways I knew around the local roads
Are disappearing daily

High in the cottonwood
You were looking down at me and you sure looked good
Your hair hanging down in the leaves
Your neck tilted back to make a rainbow

I was losing control of the language again
I am losing control of the language again


Marilyn Monroe in Some Like it Hot (1959)

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