February 2010
11 posts
“unicorns think i’m a myth.”
– luckyshirt
“she inhales disease and exhales locusts. …he falls in love like hes having...”
– animalsandmonsters
January 2010
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random encounters.
i feel so frustrated lately and dont really know what this is all about. weve all got issues. i dont want to use tumblr as just an excuse to write things and emulate shit that doesnt belong to me. im just using this space to finally vent. my mind is a mixtape. this is not a lost cause. i wish i could breathe.
October 2009
2 posts
cats come when they want.
its not an inability of time that stands against making it. rather, its the feeling of missing everything yet nothing all at once. you stand in limbo and wonder when the next steps gonna be. where exactly its gonna take you. you dont know where this story ends, or will it ever.
what have you got to lose? → we take it to the top.
its how do you feel / are you bored of everything ?
September 2009
4 posts
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August 2009
26 posts
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“Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or...”
– Jim Jarmusch
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9632.) It always comes back to you.
nuerons:
(via blogsecret)
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sarahbearkat:
WHY DON’T YOU LIKE MY TATTOO IDEAS BROSKI?
TWO WORDS: CHAD KROEGER ಠ_ಠ
What would you do if Eli Roth, whilst naked, crafted an ice sculpture of himself?
take lots of pictures whilst resisting the urge to rape him [until he’s doen at least]
i’m watching men in black right now. thoughts?
change the channel
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the cutting edge.
i miss the way your mouth rakes lines over my skin. its like i was never made to be whole again or in the first place the way everything spills out from underneath and leaves me breathless, burning, higher & at peace than ever before.
everything was better then.
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20 minutes.
ive needed you for ages but youve already replaced me with someone else. i hope everything is wonderful. you deserve the best.
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tell me i'm on fire.
We are but faceless deities suffocating under the weight of fame, infamy.
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three mondays down to a thousand miles & then its wishing on the same stars from my future vs yr present time chasing mine. im yrs to keep if you want to. im yrs to keep if you want to.
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If this isnt love, then how do we get out? ( i dont hate you, but… )
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Whenever a girl utters the sentence "I always get...
(via animalsandmonsters)
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the diamond backflow.
no one else knew how to live like she did. but the world will always try too hard, faces out of place, bodies awkwardly positioned if only for a sense of uneasy satisfaction. “we did that, we were crazy” but were you ever really comfortable?
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love will tear us apart.
she was a walking animosity with a callous outbreak that only wanted center stage and immortality, not to flank right and simply die out. scraped arms and knees, shed do anything for that dream.
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lean with it.
he stands stock still with his back against the building as it shakes from the inside, waiting out the shit storm with rough hands over rugged ears and a vocal projectile from a sharks mouth aimed for the moon. everythings in the clear, all systems going and all he can hear is the buzzing of words from somewhere so close behind yet so distinctly far enough. he screams, because thats the only thing...
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we'll converge.
1) i couldnt handle the idea of spinning; thats all the world felt like to me, only out of control.
2) i found jesus in the paint fumes. he was a lot shorter than wed all imagined he would be.
3) we are all moving in different directions, ultimately coming toward each other at a speed of 120mph to meet at the middle.
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so make it hurt.
we took to the skies and wished we were invincible. the clouds never looked so promising, the air never tasted so sweet. in the end, it all just felt like a carcrash— my teeth embedded in the concrete of your skin, your name the last thing to leave my lips. all with the feel of your hand on mine still lingering.
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“8328.) I miss when we talked everyday and when being apart for just one or two...”
– neurons, machetes: via blogsecret.
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“all god does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. we must never, ever be...”
– chuck palahniuk, invisible monsters.
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on going under.
everything falls apart or just into step with the speed of the earth turning from its place on the corner of his palm. nothing ever felt so real & he was never quite one to take anything seriously but theres a part of you that lingers. it weighs down on his chest like an anchor to his lungs & maybe if hes ridiculous / delirious he’ll admit that it feels something, somewhat, somehow...
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no, you wont.
ill wake up in the middle of the night with your body or just the warmth of it still outlined in my arms, the sheets, my heart. my mind never fails to wonder where youve gone & sometimes id like to ask why but we both know the answer to that all too well. do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand ? ( would you get them if i did ? )
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the only thing that ties us together is the amount...
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like m, like n.
id love to hear the words im sorry baby but youre shit out of luck drop from my mouth and through to the inner lining of your dishonest soul but when it all comes down to it youve still got me checkmate standing under every raincloud holding this umbrella out towards that lingering ghost & my fondest memories of us/you.
July 2009
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the columbia river.
i think what has been missing the most from what ive been trying to say is a heart to beat behind the words and keep time to just how fast the syllables drop and the edges of x’s and o’s hit the grid— paper, keys, touch, coast. the wind has a tendency to carry everything like its nothing, and maybe sometimes thats what it has to be to become something, anything.