mom said i'm crazy .

the blog name is from this song.

[prettycolors]

#9c9c63

[thxadwee]

This blog is so lonely.

[oliphillips]

Surreal Collages

by Philipp Igumnov

[egonschiele-blog]

Mädchen mit orange gekräuseltem Haar, Girl with Curly Orange Hair

Egon Schiele

[thxadwee]

12/20/12

So I hung out with these kids today. Never thought I'd be hanging out with kids like them, they're pretty shady. How I met them was weird too. Well, how I met one of them. 

This kid followed me to my locker after recognizing me from punk shows in Lemon Grove. Thought it was funny, since I usually would be the one who follows other people. He started talking to me and brought me over to his group. 

They are so different, but I can identify with them. They look like outcasts but they're not, they're just who they are and that's really cool. Ok, well they're fucking dirty but doesn't change that they're sick people.

[freexbeer-deactivated20130518]

“here take this. i’ve got a bunch of these cards”

[thxadwee]

[terrysdiary]

get her.

[chazwick]

[jacktoohey-blog]

this bloke is my dad!

[egonschiele-blog]

Old Brick House in Carinthia, 1913 - Egon Schiele

[prettycolors]

#00898f

[sanborncanoecompany]

Everyone see the fish in this pic? 

   ~ Sanborn Canoe Co.

[oliphillips]

Lifestyle

by Banksy

[thxadwee]

Bridges

I've been gone for some time. I packed my bags and ran right outside. You’d believe, if I’d leave some part of me with you that’s alive.  I've seen you. I've been yours. I've been trying to explain why it’s a lovely morning; trying to explain why I’d be withholding if I said I didn't try. You’re alone, all the time. You packed your mind and you left me behind. Trying to explain why I don’t know where Im going.

[thxadwee]

Atlantic

I hope all my days will be lit by your face. I hope all the years will hold tight our promises. I don't want to be old and sleep alone, an empty house is not a home. I don't want to be old and feel afraid. And if I need anything at all...

I need a place that's hidden in the deep, where lonely angels sing you to your sleep and all the world is broken. I need a place where I can make my bed, a lovers lap where I could lay my head, because now the room is spinning... the day's beginning.

[thxadwee]

Hello.