Lump Sum_Bon Iver (Daytrotter Session) Really...
I also can’t help but feel like I’m rapidly losing intelligence as I become increasingly indifferent towards things…
I get discouraged easily.
I need to work on this before I start working on my over abundance of other faults as a human being
Blogging live from work tonight
holy fuck my life is boring
Last Caress_The Misfits Sweet lovely death.
Street walkin’ cheetah with a heart full of...
I actually wrote today. I sat myself down to try and get some of my personal work done, and I actually did some serious writing today. I’ve been so bogged down lately, I’ve had so much work and so much stupid shit on my mind that I haven’t been able to find the time to write. I’m pleased but I need to write more. I need to write everyday. I’m not satisfied and I...
By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it....– Franz Kafka (via changoleon)
I sleep with a fan on.
Quiet Little Voices_We Were Promised Jetpacks ...
ships with holes will sink
Sometimes I secretly wish to start being a better person. Every so often I get the feeling in my chest, that burning to change myself for the better. I’ve been an asshole, a cynic, a douche bag, for far too long. Never sure how it got this way, I’m sure it’s been spiraling out of control for some time now. The truth of the matter is, I know that deep down I’m a genuine...
I just don’t trust people that wear Converse
Sailin’ On_Bad Brains aforementioned.
I’m listening to the bad brains and I can’t believe I ever stopped listening to them. It reminds me of a simpler time. A time when I truly didn’t give a fuck about anything. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss those days. Things in life have become so much more complicated. My life used to be simplistic and fast paced kinda like the bad brains themselves. I mean, I...
six days at the bottom of the ocean
My mind has truly been elsewhere this week. It has probably been elsewhere for several weeks now. I can’t sleep, or do anything productive. I can barely even think. I’m sick of sitting around feeling fucking helpless… …My eyes are startin’ to sting a little
A nice smile…Yeah, a nice smile just might do it
Sally MacLennane_The Pogues St. Paddy’s....
Happy St. Patrick's Day
There are many good reasons for drinking One has just entered my head If a man doesn’t drink when he’s living How the hell can he drink when he’s dead? So here’s to me, and here’s to you And here’s to love and laughter I’ll be true as long as you And not one moment after. Happy St. Patrick’s Day all.
Men_The Dodos I was fine before.
shit day. shit day. shit day.
Living the dream.
Tempestuous winds, and a deluge of rain, have ravaged this small town over the past 48 hours. No electricity. No heat. No water (aside from my basement which now has 6 inches of water in it—and is currently rising). No relief until Tuesday night—at the earliest. I’m essentially homeless. My mom and step-dad went to my grandpa’s empty house a town away, my sisters are...
Wrote the “second draft” of my Pursuits of English paper. Re-wrote an entire French composition. Completed an entire French workbook of missed homework assignments. Read all of Romeo and Juliet and half of Titus Androndicus (They both sucked) Studied for French quiz and Shakespeare Midterm. I don’t think I’ve ever been more productive in a span of 6 hours… ...
Lovely Alan_Holy Fuck
Wanna do it with me after class?– Greg Riggio to professor Robert Whitney Monday March 8, 2010 3:16 P.M.
Cynicism is that last refuge of a disappointed romantic.
One baby to another says: “I’m lucky...
I’ve had an accumulation of about 15 hours of sleep over the past few days. I’m really not feeling too perfect. And if that isn’t enough, I have a paper for Asian Philosophy—mind you, a class I’ve been to maybe 5 times—due tomorrow.
Happiness is the last thing I want, It’s the last thing I need. It finds me, And it tears me to shreds.