January 2011
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“caught unaware like Houdini when the last fist struck”
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We form all these little masturbatory rituals. We construct all these abstract ways to give ourselves meaning— making a spreadsheet of our lives, forming intricate and meaningless connections with other spreadsheets, recording videos of mundane activities or using media to confess our darkest secrets to slow, epic rock songs, grappling around, looking for ways to feel that we are not alone,...
10 Creepy Plants →
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Well, it’s that time again— the time when I talk about my life. I have a new pair of glasses and all the same old problems. I can’t let myself be happy. I can’t settle down. That little thing inside of me keeps me buzzing, restless, full of wanderlust. I’m happy here— happier than I’ve been in years. I come home to a home. A place I’ve made a...
“At your house the smell of our still living human bodies and oven gas
You pray...”
– These Few Presidents - Why?
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Nap
tylerknott:
I from across the landscape of my pillow watch as you lying on the hillside of yours let the curtains of your eyes close.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
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lock me up and throw away the key
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Someday people like me will end up in jail.
rogiaeu:
Dr. Dog - “Heart It Races” (AIH Cover)
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“I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre. I guess every girl goes...”
– Lost in Translation (via thechocolatebrigade)
“There must be some place… there must be some place with just plain,...”
– The Outsiders
I follow your life from a long way off.
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Everything I love will one day go away.
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“We’re all puppets, Laurie. I’m just a puppet who can see the...”
– Dr. Manhattan, Watchmen
“Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster,
and if you gaze into the...”
– Nietzsche
I’d drop it all to be with you. That’s just how sick I am.
I just get lost sometimes. I swim in my mind. I wallow in here. I’m ankle deep in this shit. Ankle Deep.
Sometimes I forget where I am. I wake up in my bed in my room in my apartment and nothing is familiar. Nothing is really mine. It’s all strange and unfamiliar. Like the swimming pool in my mind.
I get all tangled up in people. I’m like a fish caught in a net.
All...
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“Now the whole world stands on the brink, staring down into bloody hell, all those liberals and intellectuals and smooth-talkers…
and all of a sudden, nobody can think of anything to say.”
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“The truth belongs to God. The mistakes were mine.”
– MewithoutYou
Martian Landscapes →
"I am so out of tune with you."
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Your smell, imprinted on my couch, reminds me of what could have been.
“Who in the world would invite an artist to talk about anything but himself?”
– Joseph Campbell
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I have faith in things unseen and things yet to be seen. I have faith in dreams and things that have yet to be dreamed