#kolchekyourweapons

[aislinnsulien]

Wednesday, March 30th: INSECURITIES

Salim the lovebirb: *insecure*

Jason the lovebirb: BUT YOU MY SNACKSNACK 😍

Salim the lovebirb: 😊😊😊

(this was, in its entirety, done for and inspired by my muse @kolchekyourweapons who makes my days brighter simply by screaming at me)

[aislinnsulien]

Higher Power: *super happy with Salim in general* Higher Power: You’ve been such a loyal subject, spotless, perfect, we’re all fans up here. As a reward we’re gonna let you pick your soulmate. Salim: Oh man, oh wow, amazing, thank you, can I see them? Higher Power: We have quite a few. This is Nicole, she’s an astrophysicist and jogs 10 miles a day. Salim: Okay, nice. Who’s next? Higher Power: This is Justin, he will discover cure for cancer and also donates to charities for sick children. Salim: Sure, yeah. Wow. Who else? Higher Power: This is Louise, she teaches sign language for free in her spare time and is on the verge of a stem-cell breakthrou- Meanwhile in the background: Jason standing on a pile of cornbread, southern-style banjo blasting, singing along in his heavy hick accent. His bbq grill explodes because he’s too busy singing, the cornbread now singed and inedible. He pulls out a rifle and shoots at spindly vampires emerging from a corn field, shouting FUCK YOU TOO in an even heavier accent. Also wiggling his tight little ass in celebration whenever he shoots one down.

Salim: ...fuck my entire life, but that one.

[aislinnsulien]

Jason: *thinks of Salim* ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Jason: *opens Google* Jason: *image-searches HUNG BEAR* Google:

Jason: WHAT THE FU C K

[aislinnsulien]

Spell Your Name In Songs

To be tagged by the one and only @kolchekyourweapons is an honour of the highest degree.

It's like the Queen knighted me. It's like Terry Prattchet is still alive. It's like my lower body doesn't hurt like a motherfucker during period.

I am a ~lurker but I broke the lurkage for the sole reason I take ANY opportunity to use her blog handle~ KOLCHEKYOURWEAPONS I MEAN Such wit. We should all just go home.

S: Song for the road - David Ford

My decade-long obsession with this man knows no bounds. The sweetest cynic who never made it, and he's proud of it. He has like 12 people per concert and if I ever go, I'll tell him look, it worked for Jesus, too? I also have his lyrics tattooed, so there's that. A testament to my devotion.

"And while poets try to engineer definitions of love Oh you know, all I can think of is you"

(I hate saying "I love you". I don't even like to use it in fiction. I AVOID it because it's been so over-used the phrase almost became devoid of meaning. So this, THIS is everything.)

T: Tambourine man - Bob Dylan

Ho, boy. Another obsession. Another mind I want to crack the skull open to suck on the brain and steal their style of combining words into inane phrases.

"And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind Down the foggy ruins of time Far past the frozen leaves The haunted frightened trees Out to the windy beach Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow"

I, uh. I need a minute. And some ice.

A: Always on my mind - Elvis

I mean. It's Elvis. Apparently people got stuck on licking his preserved semen before, so I suppose I should just throw mine together with that lot.

"Tell me Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died"

The melody for this part grabs and squeezes at my heart.

C: Cleopatra - The Lumineers

I scream-sing this one whenever it's on. It makes me feel ALIVE when all other songs fail.

"But I've read this script and the costume fits So I'll play my part"

Something SO tragic and uplifting about this. Fatalism but you're happy about it? (Feels like something Ron Weasley would say.)

Y: Yawning Grave - Lord Huron

I listened to this song in a very dark time in my life. I was at the same time A LOT sadder and a lot more hopeful, too. Didn't accept a certain fate, yet. So I felt the lyrics

"Oh, you fool There are rules I am coming for you"

on a really deep, molecular level. Waiting for the day when someone slipped and made a mistake and gave me that sign they were otherwise so carefully keeping secure and silent. The day never came, but this song stayed a fave.

Kirsty I almost tagged APETITE for this just for you bgjlkjlgrljglfklflklfk

[aislinnsulien]

SINCE KIRSTY WAS PUT IN TIME OUT BY TUMBLR ITSELF

I'm just gonna make a public post I miss her and I'm LAUGHING and also KARMA WILL FUCK ME UP FOR THIS, KIRSTY, I KNOW OKAY, I KNOW in the meantime, if you want to chat, my IG is stanzasofgibberish