January 2010
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let this song tear you apart and then put you back...
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it smells like summer outside today and my insides are all explodey because of it.
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a couple things..
a couple things:
firstly, i have recently had the overwhelming desire to just not give a fuck about anything lately. the fact that i want to use the word ‘fuck’ all the time is a prime example of this. i have typically hated this word. i just want to not care if i end up completely destroying myself on something, on someone. it’s this wanting to live in poverty in some...
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being alone.
i realized, today, that i am good at being by myself, but i am not too good at being alone. if that doesn’t make sense to you then i doubt you’ve really ever done either.
i think this is the one thing in life that i am content in not being very good at. because if i have to be good at being alone, by whoever’s standards, then i’d frankly rather just not live.
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god, we were acting like a bunch of high schoolers. smoking in my car in the parking lot of mcdonalds out of a homemade bong; all of our bodies crumbling on top of one another, twisting around seats and stick shifts and steering wheels to try to form a circle, some kind of bond. we laughed at the absurdity of it all. we laughed at each other. we laughed like we were doing something we...
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as per yooj, more amazingness than i can almost handle. and he just keeps it coming.. GAH. this is the kind of stuff i live for.
neil krug photography
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there’s rain hitting my windshield. my window is cracked and my finger tips are cold. i’m wearing my fingerless gloves. i like these because they make me feel like a vagabond. a wanderer. that’s silly. i’m smoking a clove and listening to the water travel around the tires of my car and then smack into the water on the streets. the song playing in my speakers is slow...
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shit man. this is the stuff right here. lets get a time machine and spend our days hopping from one world to the next.
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“‘i feel too much. that’s what’s going on.’ ‘do you...”
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you wake me up. and i want to greet the boundless in you; that place inside your soul that turns all that i know into fires and all i can do is rub my heart and hope to keep on living. you’ve slipped into my coffee, you’ve crawled underneath my covers. and your eyes reach like fingers inside my stomach and turn it upside down. you wake me up and i don’t want to sleep another...
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Watchwe drove up the PCH on our way to san francisco for new years. aren did a wonderful job of capturing but a small piece of its beauty. we drank a 1996 bottle of wine and climbed trees near the ocean cliffs. we were kids. we were happy. and our hearts exploded.
i am slain.
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i could have died completely happy that day. driving up the side of the world, all the windows down, our bodies being sloshed back and forth in the back seat. everything was perfect. literally. we talked about perfect ways to die and about becoming robots and about how we’d never seen anything more beautiful in our whole lives. i wanted to write it all down with a thousand words and a...
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i am a fan of this mans artings- marc johns
also. i enjoy leggin’s. a really lot.
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“let everything happen to you
beauty and terror
just keep going
no feeling is...”