the problem is i really do love staying up until one billion o'clock. it just cant be helped
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the problem is i really do love staying up until one billion o'clock. it just cant be helped
one time a being of pure light & truth appeard to me and started saying some bullshit but i ignored it
Dust by Dorianne Laux
Someone spoke to me last night, told me the truth. Just a few words, but I recognized it. I knew I should make myself get up, write it down, but it was late, and I was exhausted from working all day in the garden, moving rocks. Now, I remember only the flavor — not like food, sweet or sharp. More like a fine powder, like dust. And I wasn’t elated or frightened, but simply rapt, aware. That’s how it is sometimes — God comes to your window, all bright light and black wings, and you’re just too tired to open it.
Do you wanna go watch the sunlight pierce the leaves of the forest with me?
Reject the idea that there is such a thing as high art and low art!!! Read smut! Write horror! Watch low budget shorts! Listen to a local garage band!!!
Read challenging classics! Write poetry!!! Watch foreign films!! Listen to experimental music!!!!!! Let a thousand blossoms bloom motherfucker!!!!!
bus is my friend. shes no train but shes trying her hardest in a world that hates her
summer thunderstorms are one of the most romantic things in the world, actually
the thing about that weird stuff americans call cheese is that if you heat it a little it becomes an excellent burger condiment despite its failings in every other area. such is the fate of the american cultural product
the American 'cheese' slice was engineered by our best scientific minds (all borrowed from Germany ofc) to melt perfectly onto a burger and for nothing else. Its only purpose is to compliment the one true product of the American people. The hamburger. (also borrowed from Germany)
reeling a little at the implication that the Kraft Single was a product of operation paperclip
college isn't real. Money isn't real. You know what's real??? ? Live music
Sometimes you just need to listen to the same song for an entire afternoon
is it possible to fix my life but still be weird abt books tv film & music forever? i will attempt it
jack kerouac went on one gayass road trip and now we have to deal with all of this
i really appreciate the power of the search engine because i can look up “skloosh alabama” and find exactly what i was looking for immediately, which is tuscaloosa
there desperately needs to be a separate option to report ads for hijacking your touch screen or automatically launching your browser/app store the moment you scroll past it. "malicious" is not a strong enough word. i need the "go fuck yourself and die in a pit of boiling acid x10000" option
survival mechanism they don’t emphasize enough is memorizing a poem. you memorize a poem you have a little lift raft for a variety of situations
Sylvia Plath, from a diary entry featured in The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
they're trying to get me to do something called ""my job"" instead of reading about medieval english poaching laws
Computer. Iris by the goo goo dolls. Loud enough to kill.