Wither Youth Comes & Goes

Log | 28 | fixations / publicly personal blog

[witheryouth]

I was a shitty stoner wizard for Halloween

The wand is a chopstick the crown royal bag is full of candy

[witheryouth]

KING CLAUDIUS: But now, my cousin Hamlet and my son-

HAMLET (aside):

[corredordelaberintos]

[witheryouth]

it’s insane how sad I get the instant I hear a track from the Hyper Light Drifter OST again

I was in a baaaaaaad way when I first played this game

really looking forward to Solar Ash so I can make some better memories with a Heart Machine game

[lakemichiganbaby-moved-deactiva]

informational articles that sound like poetry… source for the first one (sciencing.com)

[boyfeminism]

not perfect but the contents of the wikipedia article on the fermi paradox gets to me 

[quakebeats]

go here and let me know what your short term top artists from spotify (within the last 4 weeks) are in the tags!

[valtsv]

me: my wife? that old ball and chain?

my wife, a chain chomp from super mario: *blushes*

[valtsv]

this is my wife everyone be nice to her

[lovegorou]

Your wife ruined my Mario 64 Bob-Bom Battlefield Speedrun I don't like your wife

[valtsv]

well i hope you've been practicing since then because you're about to have to speedrun for your life

[albertnatural]

who the fuck thinks “i want to see 3 completely identical, smooth, blue men get absolutely soaked in paint that they tap off their little drums.” nobody.

[quorpiest]

Sounds like you’re jealous they didn’t let you in the group

[albertnatural]

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[autisticexpression]

What the fuck are you talking about?

[big-x]

Blue Man Group

Percussion band that performs in blue body paint. Frequently adding liquid effects to the instruments for visual effect.

[albertnatural]

cool video but im talking about some other guys i know

[choppedcowboydinosaur]

Saw them in Vegas once. They were surprisingly good.

[ceddar-cheez]

Saw them off-Broadway in NYC, they do more than just paint on percussion, it’s a wild preformence

[albertnatural]

i feel like you guys aren’t listening to me

[im-in-way-2many-fandoms]

OP got kicked off their own post and I’m losing it

[albertnatural]

you’re laughing. i got kicked off my own post and you’re laughing

[witheryouth]

absolutely love the wordplay in this song - in just the first couple lines alone. The lyrics do a wonderful job setting up an idea in your mind then switching you over to a completely separate set of incredibly detailed imagery before you have time to sit in one thought for too long

Like:

Well, I'm lost, I'm a frayed

Rope tying down a leaky boat

To the roof of a car on the road in the dark

And it's snowing

Then it happens again later in a major way during my favorite part of the song:

And I broke, like a bad joke somebody's uncle told

At a wedding reception in 1972

Where a little boy under a table with cake in his hair

Stared at the grown-up feet as they danced and swayed

And his father laughed and talked on the long ride home

And his mother laughed and talked on the long ride home

And he thought about how everyone dies someday

And when tomorrow gets here, where will yesterday be?

And fell asleep in his brand new winter coat

[witheryouth]

Tried to get a tan on my beach vacation last week but instead I just got sun poisoning and now my whole body is peeling like a big dumb lizard

[witheryouth]

I used to be so intensely interested and obsessed with so much shit and now I'm just an adult this sucks so bad.

I just mindlessly scrolled thru my old Tumblr and I used to be so excited and entertained by the simplest things in whatever fandom I was dipping my toe in that month - whether it was a new Doctor Who episode or some movie I was watching on repeat or a new band I was binging. Now I find it hard to latch onto pretty much anything. It feels like something died inside me.

I'm feeling quite tender this week if it wasn't obvious lol

[witheryouth]

I AM AT THE BEACH with my partner's family and we just drank so much European pilsner and ate so much dried fish

[witheryouth]

I'm that level of drunk where I'm starting to get emotional about the fact I'll NEVER SEE THE TRAGICALLY HIP LIVE AGAIN

I hope everyone is safe and okay and good and well.

[weirdlandtv]

[donnerpartyofone]

I will never write anything this great in my life.

[afklancelot]

you’re laughing. olive oyl fainted after hearing the sad news that popeye has “bonkus of the konkus” and you’re laughing.

[normal-guy-posts]

Can anyone cover my shift on Sunday

[the-marxist-mash]

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[witheryouth]

Insomniacs Of The World, Good Night by Gord Downie

Happy 20 years of Coke Machine Glow

I can see the line of your brassiere I can contemplate it from here There's no need for breathlessness When we're so far apart I can see us writhing in a phone booth Or laid back in the dewy grass of our youth Gathering our sweetnesses And wishing on the Neverstar Our happy days of electrical smiles And loving evenings falling down in piles Not imagining a restlessness That could keep us apart