Andrea Rosen.



I live and work in New York, New York. You can find me all over the internet, like here, here, or here and ask me something here.


Nice things people have said about me:


"You were deemed 'good to have around.'" -a coworker


"You look like you should be in a catalog selling Brooklyn." -a roommate


"You think you're a lot funnier than you actually are." -an ex-boyfriend


"Don't put this in your blog." -my mother
Really? “Fuck Yeah Western Mass Boys?” With this, there is officially a single-serving blog for every topic you peripherally care about.
Note to the ladies of Tumblr: most Western Mass guys are not this breed of aw-shucksian would-be Brooklynites. They are package store-loitering, overaggressive lacrosse-playing, malt liquor-drinking, awful Celtic tattoo-having, dirty Sox cap-wearing hunks of burnin’ hilltown love. I give this specimen until Hampshire graduation before he reflexively defects to Bushwick.
(via fuckyeahwesternmassboys)

Really? “Fuck Yeah Western Mass Boys?” With this, there is officially a single-serving blog for every topic you peripherally care about.

Note to the ladies of Tumblr: most Western Mass guys are not this breed of aw-shucksian would-be Brooklynites. They are package store-loitering, overaggressive lacrosse-playing, malt liquor-drinking, awful Celtic tattoo-having, dirty Sox cap-wearing hunks of burnin’ hilltown love. I give this specimen until Hampshire graduation before he reflexively defects to Bushwick.

(via fuckyeahwesternmassboys)