Goodbye, movin’ on

May 10, 2011

I went to tumblr, like a BAUSS. get on that.

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Animal Super Species- Don\’t Ask Unless You Wanna Hear It

love and other liabilities,

tangerine ❤

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I’m finally done with Winter quarter! I replaced sleep with caffeine and nicotine until I became more or less bulletproof and psychotic.


“My head is evaporating, spilling out into the night. I’m afraid of the night. The stars are dissolved, and my head is all filled with cold.”- Deogratias

hopeless romantics

drink until they’re blind, mostly.

sometimes they write stuff.


 

She smells of faintly scented love letters and sticks of dynamite.


Shut your mouth, or I will fuck you blind.

 


“You’ve got four beers, I’ve got a half bottle of whiskey, I think we can pull some fishes-and-loaves shit.” – B

 

we are those who live in the hands of the gods


‎”Too drunk to eat a burrito. Basically. Is where I am right now.”

‎”The difficulty is Ego. And if I give up, I’ll walk into the ocean and swallow it into myself.”- Joanne Kyger


GET THE FUCK OUT BITCH, I’M DOING SCIENCE.

“It is a hope as weak as my heart. This I know. But I will be waiting. I will be listening for your knock. I will be hoping.”

 


“I’m a hopeless romantic.”
“That’s lovely! What do you do?”
“Drink til I’m blind, mostly.”


take my body, take my bones

leave me whole and leave my soul

show me what i’m looking for


 

It is all darkness. A deep hush. A flock of stars.

 


Let me have my secrets and my silences. I belong to the sea.

It’s way too early in the morning to be this gay


 

I will rewrite my creation myth, become a daughter of the ocean, no one’s girl. Maybe then I will be free.

 


my love is like a dark cloud full of rain
always right there up above ya


my dreams are haunted by armies
armies of ghosts


Well, treat me like the sea

Oh, so salty and mean

A ha ha!
 Oh, ha ha!

Bang your head like a gong

Because it’s filled with all wrong

A ha ha! 
Clang, clang, clang!

If you think you know enough

To know you know you’ve had enough

And if you think you don’t, you probably will

Well, treat me like disease

Like the rats and the fleas

A ha ha!
I’ll be beating my heart’s record for speeding
I’ll be beating the record for hearts skipping in the dark
Well, discard whom you please
Like the leaves of a tree
A ha ha!
A ha ha!

I have no intention of going down with this ship. For fuck’s sake, it’s not even mine.


 

The romantic and the nihilist spar endlessly

 


“Perhaps he required drugs to maintain the equilibrium of a temperament that was, in its sober essence, wildly off the rails.”

 


‎”ASS ASS ASS.”- Jacques Derrida

 


Balancing hope for a better world
with the desire to fuck everything

Don’t punish me for loving you. That’s the court’s job.


 

Just because you put it on food doesn’t make it a condiment

 


‎”I am the eye with which the universe beholds itself and knows itself divine.”

 


“I’m not a hopeless romantic. I’d never allow myself to be that way. But once I felt, even for a moment what I felt with you, you ruined me. I didn’t want to settle for less.” – The Adjustment Bureau

 


in wildness will your soul be preserved

“When i was a kid I saw a light,
floating high above the trees one night.
Thought it was an alien,
turned out to be just God.” – Built to Spill


 

“This is why I like you, I don’t understand you.”


if you die happy, you’ve won the war


“You’ll find that your lies are heavier than your intentions.” – jack kerouac

“Just drinking from this bottle and driftin’ out to sea, oh that’s me” – The Devil Makes Three


 

Haloed with pot smoke, we are angel-headed hipsters, burning with beatitude, a blazing bunch of lunatics


“Albert Camus said living is anguish, but don’t dare let those bastards get you down.” – tarkio

love and other forms of self-medication,

tangerine

When I was young, you rolled in like a storm
and transformed the sun

“America this is quite serious. 
America this is the impression I get from looking in the television set.
America is this correct?
It’s true I don’t want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts factories, I’m nearsighted and psychopathic anyway.
America I’m putting my queer shoulder to the wheel.” – ginsberg

We’ll learn how to pick pockets, seduce anyone, live on submarines. We’ll wake up every day and say “Live for today, you retarded little shit. The end is near.”

You think love has to last forever to be real. You think it isnt true love unless it lasts until one of us is dead.
That isn’t love. That’s dog fighting.- joey comeau

“I knew there and then that I would be his, that I would give myself to him in wild abandon, from my heights down to my blackest depths, and without a moment’s thought about where this was leading, and how he would go back to her when he finished poisoning me and stirring me up, once he unburdened himself inside me and crumbled into the many components which I- and only I- can offer him, all the shimmers and colors and loops of longing and madcap waves.” – See Under: Love

At this rate, they’ll never have sex, they’ll just spend the night making jokes about dicks until they fall asleep.

“We are all gonna be corpses. Might as well be ridiculous looking corpses.”

‎”oh my heart, break this tired old routine, and this time don’t make me leave. I am sick with wanting, and it’s evil and daunting. Something has me (something has me,) oh something has me (something has me,) acting like someone I don’t wanna be, ill with want and poisoned by this ugly grief. ” – the avett brothers

More importantly, I haven’t caught an STD yet. I mean I’d say it’s luck, but at this point it has to be skill.


We let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know

“You’ll be throwing your body in front of dudes and women alike, yelling “take advantage of me, i’m emotionally detached!”‘ “that’s pretty much my life, in a nutshell.”

“I want Jake from Sixteen Candles waiting outside the church for me. I want Judd Nelson thrusting his fist into the air because he knows he got me. Just once, I want my life to be like an ’80s movie, preferably one with a really awesome musical number for no apparent reason. But no. No, John Hughes did not direct my life.”

“You may feel strange, well, you are an angel. Stuck in tight pants, stuck at a high school dance, stuck doing people things, not knowing you have wings. You are my serenade, you are my lemonade, you are my soul, throw it all out the window. You are my training wheel, you are my chamomile, you are my friend, come again some other day.” – kimya dawson

“I’m for free love, and I’m in free fall,
this could be love, or nothing at all.
We don’t have to be stars exploding in the night
Or electric eels under the covers
We don’t have to be
Anything quite so unreal
Let’s just be lovers
Well my heart’s runnin’ round like a chicken with it’s head cut off
All around the barn yard falling in and out of love
Poor thing’s blind as a bat
Gettin’ up, fallin’ down, gettin’ up
Who’d fall in love with a chicken with its head cut off?

It ain’t pretty”

i want to swim through your veins like a fish in the sea
but i guess unrequited love
doesn’t work that way

When it comes to love, you never expect it. You’re just like, “WHERE DID YOU GET THAT PIECE OF MY HEART? I NEED THAT!”

I *may* have set her garage on fire…

I’m not very good at relationships.


What curious forms love takes. Here in the belly of a whale.- gary snyder

I want a vibrant stranger with glowing eyes
to pull ghosts from my head
and scratch the back of my mind.
I’ll lay down my clothes,
let them dig up my bones
and the deep secret smell of my soul.

I can’t get married. Someone’s got to keep the whores and bartenders from going broke.

love is like napalm
it will set your sad heart free
and burn yo shit down

‎”Sigh no more, no more. One foot in sea, one on shore. My heart was never pure. You know me, you know me. Oh man is a giddy thing, oh man is a giddy thing! Love that will not betray you, dismay or enslave you, it will set you free, be more like the man you were made to be.”- mumford and sons

‎”We’re so disarming darling, everything we did believe
is diving diving diving diving off the balcony.
Tired and wired, we ruin too easy,
sleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leave.
Hold ourselves together with our arms around the stereo for hours.”- the national

He took some mescaline and went home, got into bed and closed his eyes, and there she was. “What are you doing in my vision?” She replied: “Oh I live here.”


There are too many human beings. Let’s be animals or buddhas instead.- gary snyder

 

We chase ghosts with alcohol around here.

“What should I have done to save you? Should I have put out the sun? Should I not have called the police? Should I have been your lover?” – ginsberg

 

The sky is blue, the end is near.

“I don’t want you anymore. I don’t love you anymore. Go away, go away, go away, go away. You’re a bad thing, terrible thing. You destroy my head. You uncalibrate my skull. Go away, go away.”- of montreal

Perverse phosphorescent loves, falling to compost as the sun goes out. We greet the dark with our mouths full of stars. ‎

“I think I’ll stay on this earthquake fault near this still-active volcano in this armed fortress facing a dying ocean and covered with dirt while the streets burn up and the rocks fly and pepper gas lays us out cause that’s where my friends are, you bastards, not that you know what that means.”- diane di prima

It is, and is not. Perfection of chaos. We are all immortal. I am sane enough.- gary snyder

Dont be a mountaineer, be a mountain. And shrug off a few with avalanches.- gary snyder

GET THE FUCK. OUT OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE.

I swear I would burn the sky down if it would make you see the light

“California rushes by with sad eyes, my mind whirls with life, the clarity of Cal to break your heart, that end of land sadness end of the world gladness. All that eternity too much to swallow and not knowing who I am at all.” – Jack Kerouac

 

It’s better to be all alone, when lovers are but big bodies of flame; get too close and you’ll go up in smoke.

 

there really isn’t much of a demand for robots that cry and dream and get lonely


“So fuck you and your untouchable face

And fuck you for existing in the first place

And who am I? That I should be vying for your touch

And who am I? I bet you can’t even tell me that much” – ani difranco

“The Flying Dutchmen! That’s a bad omen, boy!”
”What about them?”
”Them? Them be mermaids, they be sexy omens.
The sea be real confusin’.”

some moments live forever, and some flare out with lovelovelove,

tangerine

Today’s Horoscope

 

 

FUCK YEAH

 

For All Signs

 

ain’t nothin else goin’ on

I’m reading Saul Williams and listening to the Rolling Stones.  I hope none of you picked up alcoholism for the holidays, that’s becoming quite the trend. Anyway, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! When I was trying to write new year’s resolutions, I realized I have no idea what I want, from life, myself, or other people. I’ve colored my life with the chaos of trouble, and now I’m lost, not sure where to go from here. All I know is, I am a compulsive excavator of my own emotional navel lint, a nitpicking obsessive truth-teller, and often full of shit.


“It’s just like you told me it’d be, it’s nothing, nothing, nothing, at all. We are all made of air, there’s stars in my eyes and there’s sun in my hair. And I’m running away, it makes me feel better. It’s just like you told me it’d be, it’s nothing, nothing, nothing, at all. When it comes down to this, I’m neither sorry nor cross nor unfit, and I’m running away, there’s smoke on my sweater. It’s just like you told me it’d be, it’s nothing, nothing, nothing, at all.” – she and him


wounds will heal, but mind your head.


“Ooh I’ll be the one to break my heart, I’ll be the one to hold the gun, and I love you more than I knew before. I know more than I knew before. I don’t know what I knew before, but now I know I wanna win the war. I’ll be the one to break my heart, I’ll be the one to break my heart, I’ll end it though you started it.” – feist


i liked my heart where it goddamn was. what the hell did you do with it?


“Three words that became hard to say, I and love and you. What you were then, I am today. Look at the things I do. Oh Brooklyn Brooklyn take me in, are you aware the shape I’m in? My hands they shake, my head it spins. Oh Brooklyn Brooklyn, take me in.” – the avett brothers


do you like my rusted old halo? it’s broken in places, but I think it still works.


“I was in love with a trapeze artist. Stupid me, they always drop you at the last minute.” – amelie


“I did my very best to drown in this. You only wanted me rising, wanted me rising. Here’s a firm goodbye to yesterday, and the time I wasted in the words trying to find my way to you, love. Here’s a firm goodbye to all the ways I was trying to lose you, when you were right in front of me. One moment later, I would have been out at sea. One moment later, I would have been out at sea. ” – greg laswell

 

I have this disease late at night sometimes, involving alcohol and the telephone – kurt vonnegut


Love is a stranger, makes of me a lotus eater


Crooked lust, crooked lust, my conscience is an avalanche


“i’m learning, i’m yearning, i’m burning all your stuff, but that’s not enough. i’m faking that i’m aching, this stinking lust for love. thanks that was fun, don’t forget, no regrets. except maybe one. made a deal not to feel. god, that was dumb. this sentimentality doesn’t look good on me. deflated and jaded, i hate it when you call, which isn’t at all.” – barenaked ladies


Now I’m back in your good graces again, remember when you said I was your only friend? Dig your heels in, little girl, put em to the test. There’s so many things we’d like to have that we just cannot hold. – she and him


Remember, it’s alright to wonder. I ask no questions and I keep my secrets. I burned the words, but the words stay.


Christmas seems more like the behavior of a drunk man, really. “Honey, why is there a… a pine tree… in our living room?” “AH LEIK IT. We’re gonna… we’re gonna decorate it… FOR JESUS. Now I’m gonna go puke behind this couch. Merry Christmas.”


Forgetting would be like having a poem, a beautiful wild poem that no one else has, and burning it.


War is men’s disease, love is women’s.

 

You still smell like poetry,
all the rage and the light.
Love is a dream
of tangled roots and bones,
the eternal battle
between the poet and the devil.


“And Lot’s wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human.
So she was turned to a pillar of salt. So it goes.
People aren’t supposed to look back. I’m certainly not going to do it anymore.” – Kurt Vonnegut


You say I’m hard to read, I play hide and seek with my true intentions.


She dreamt of bones, and went to see the god of war, of poets, and of hanged men, seeking wisdom.


I like boys with strong convictions and convicts with perfect diction, underdogs with good intentions, amputees with stamp collections. Always seriously joking, and rambunctiously soft spoken. I like boys that like their mothers, and I have a thing for brothers, but they always wait til we’re under the covers to say, “I’m sure glad we’re not lovers. You’re so nice and you’re so smart, you’re such a good friend I have to break your heart. I’ll tell you that I love you then I’ll tear your world apart, just pretend I didn’t tear your world apart.”


Perhaps many girls know his story, and have fallen for his words. He doesn’t have any more words for me, why should I give him any of mine?


“Not gonna fall down today, instead I will buckle my knees and sway, against sweet memories, against memories. I’ve gotta get out of here today, there is too much room in this bed where I lay. And if the breeze blows me down, I’ll take my time to come around, but I’m not out, I’m not out. You’re losing me, my love. I’m sure that I am tangled up in things you said out loud to me, so recklessly.” – Greg Laswell


your groove did this


“There was a kid with a head full of doubt. So I’ll scream til I die or til the last of those bad thoughts are finally out.” – the avett brothers


“tenuous, at best,” was all she had to say when pressed about the rest of it, her love, that is.


i am a lover

walking on water.

unraveling,

nameless,

…a wildfire.

With my satellite eyes

I will burn up the old constellations

 

“come, my love
we have mountains to climb
wilderness to wander” – Saul Williams


“she needn’t steal your heart
if you give it to her
the cops and robbers
of your childhood
neglected to teach you
such simplicity”
– Saul Williams


“i’ve got this sentimental heart that beats, but i don’t really mind that it’s starting to get to me now. why do you waste my time, is the answer to the question on your mind. but i know that i can make it, as long as somebody takes me home every now and then” – the killers


“a love supreme
summoned from dreams
fuses now
with the hereafter
as spirit to flesh
is melded by the sun” – Saul Williams

 

“a prince
sings of thieves
in a temple” – Saul Williams


We are just like Romeo and Juliet, young, in love, and… Hemorrhaging blood.


“only through new words
might new worlds
be called
into order” – Saul Williams


Girl’s got a complicated case of escapism


IF IT’S PRETTY, FUCK IT. THERE IS NO GAY.


“love has become a fiery place. but we are living in an old testament where there is a faith that does not burn, that turns kings into believers” – Saul Williams

 

“I’ve gotta be honest, I think you know, I’m covered in lies and that’s okay.” – Vertical Horizon


“what kind of man would i be?” “well, you wouldnt call me the morning after, thats for damn sure.”


 

I’m not moody, more like hilariously tragic


“i am like a survivor
of the flood
walking  through the streets
drenched with           GOD
surprised that all of the
drowned victims
are still walking and talking” – Saul Williams

 

“i have two sunflowers wilting on my bookshelf

thats it

thats all

the poem is done, get out” – Steve Roggenbuck

 

“i sweep through city streets, my wings outstretched” – Saul Williams


I am bare-boned and crazy for you


“my kali flower
i am eternally destroyed
by your love”
– Saul Williams


“It’s not my job to make you a better man and i don’t give a shit if i’ve made you a better man. It’s not a fucking woman’s job to be  consumed and invaded and spat out so that some fucking man can evolve.”


“Behold, a story untold.
I have seen the moon
in a sundress.
The ocean
beneath her
rippling in laughter
at the sight
of a lone man
walking on water”- Saul Williams


I hate you so, I hate you so, my love


“if you call me, i wont answer 

i am sitting under the moon inside of a wheelbarrow” – Steve Roggenbuck


“i have offered myself
the inkwell of the wordsmith
that i might be shaped
into new terms of being”
– Saul Williams


“Tell me baby, tell me, does his company make light of a rainy day? How I’ve missed you lately, and the way you would speak, and all that we wouldn’t say. Do his hands in your hair feel a lot like a thing you believe in? Or a bit like a bird stealing bread out from under your nose?” – iron & wine


“Just violated the laws of fuck-buddyship and talked to him about my personal life. I don’t like it.”


“Learning to love, she had forgotten to cry. Seldom hearing the distant thunder in her lover’s ambivalent sighs. He was not honest. She was not sure.” – Saul Williams

 

“there is the current
i wish to sail
here is a love
uncharted” – Saul Williams


Message read on the bathroom wall, said “I don’t feel at all like I thought.” And we’re losing all touch, losing all touch, building a desert.  – modest mouse


Then I came back from space, with a brand new life and a different face. I took your hand and held it up, and shot your arm full of love. And it spread, and it spread.

 

“i surrendered
my beliefs
and found myself
at the tree of life
injecting my story
into the veins
of leaves
only to find that stories
like forests
are subject to seasons”
– Saul Williams


But where will you find someone as dangerously off-kilter as me?


love and other oxytocin-induced compulsions,
tangerine.


My hair was long and magenta, now it’s short and violet. I am … i… i don’t know. i just am.  my life is defined by laughing and then sobbing into my bowl of Cheerios.

He’ll miss me- not my love but the taste of my blood.

“Try and stay out of your head, I have seen you invent the damndest things there.”


forgetness
love gets quiet
love gets loud
but you make it a battle cry


Yeah it’s about that time, that you contact me to make rhyme and reason of what we did. Don’t clutter your head I’m fine, Don’t clutter your head it’s been some time, and I’m fine. I should know better by now, than to pick up that goddamn phone, but I don’t. Strange it’s almost been a year. And you sound so sweet, you sound so sweet to me.- greg laswell


we were like lovers from the moon

 

drink a cup of chai, smoke, crawl along the ceiling. ♥


flickering and faded, foolish and forgetful, and altogether fucked.


I have grass-green eyes and enough bravery to swallow the world.


‎”There isn’t much that I feel I need: a solid soul, and the blood I bleed.”


when i was sleeping  

what were you whispering?

time & time again

falling levees, falling leaves

of which we speak so casually
chrome eyed cry baby

i’ll do the honors. please, allow me

to do and to do without

the whole truth and nothing but the doubt

when i was leaving

what did you shout?


go find another lover, to bring a, to string along.


So, my little Amélie, you don’t have bones of glass. You can take life’s knocks. If you let this chance pass, eventually, your heart will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton. So, go get him, for Pete’s sake!


“The time has come for her to take some real risks.” “Well yes, she’s thinking about it. She’s thinking of a stratagem.” “Yes, she likes stratagems, doesn’t she? As a matter of fact, She’s a bit of a coward.”


“You know, I dream sometimes about flying. It starts out like I’m running really, really fast and I’m like superhuman and the terrain starts to get really rocky and steep and then I’m running so fast that my feet aren’t even touching the ground! and I’m floating and it’s like this amazing, amazing feeling… I’m free, I’m safe. Then I realise: I’m completely alone. And then I wake up.”


‎”who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war”– ginsberg

time won’t forget
it hammers at your heart
time has only this to say
open your eyes
open your eyes
life is very short, she says to me
too short to be waiting around over me
i don’t mind waiting
for those eyes
for those eyes
time won’t forget
my true love’s magic laugh
time can’t take that
open your eyes
open your eyes
honey, it’s not that long at all

 

I left all my kinder parts rusting somewhere


Broken hearts want broken necks, I’ve done some things that I want to forget. Sometimes I’m so full of shit that it should be a crime


my zombie haiku

is not very romantic

but you are tasty

 

Tom: I need to know that you’re not gonna wake up in the morning and feel differently.
Summer: And I can’t give you that. Nobody can.


Either she’s an evil, emotionless, miserable human being, or… she’s a robot.


But, I’m not the only one who let you down.
I’m not the only one who
I’m not the only one who
turned your head around.
Sweet was the wine.
Sweet was the opium-fettered soul,
and I lost control.


Tom: What happened? Why – why didn’t they work out?
Summer: What always happens? Life.


Leaving this behind was my first mistake
and I’m not so strong
to be satisfied by all the things I’ve done
by all the things it threw away.
By all the things it threw away

Let us lose our minds
Its been keeping me awake


‎”Give me your hand, and take what you will tonight. I’ll give it as fast and high as the flame will rise. Cinder and smoke.”


If you fell from the sky you’re no longer high. Shall I bring some weed and an ashtray? Or wait till friday? So what do you say? I have the ability to breathe fire. Shall we blow them away? We’ll send them to their deaths with poetry.


it hurts when i see, i thought that we had a deal? i crack my teeth and my eyes are leaves of grass, still life is the hardest drug, it just lasts to the last. lying in our bed, how we make and we unmake friends.

 

I guess there’s got to

be a break in the monotony,

but Jesus, when it rains

how it pours.

Throw on your clothes,

here it goes, 
here it goes,

here it goes again.

Oh, here it goes again.

I should have known,
should have known,

should have known again


Summer comes with its colors on to take your breath away, winter turns all the summer’s love to grey – sam beam

 

I stood on my heart supports thinkin’
“Oh my God, I’ll probably have to carry this whole load.”
I couldn’t remember if I tried
I couldn’t remember if I took my brain out,
threw it so directly at the goal
I couldn’t remember if I…
I could have my mind erased
And still not know exactly what I don’t already know
I guess I’ll pack up my mind
It took so much effort
Not to make an effort
Oh, what a flawless design!
Even as I left, it wasn’t far enough


conversations about the holes in your hands, walk in the garden of man’s desire, conversation about the kingdom of fire


And she went seeking The Dead Ones, the Old Gods, and gave her soul in exchange for her love, and after that she was as one dead.


“i want to know what you were like as a child, were you shy as the devil in love?”


Blow by blow, I didn’t see it coming
Blow by blow, sucker punch
Rushes in
Here to stay
Rushes in
You are here to stay  

What rushes into my heart and my skull, I can’t control
Think about it, feel it in my bones
What rushes into my heart and my skull, I can’t control
I take my heart out of my chest,
I just don’t need it anymore
Take my head out of the game,
I just don’t need it anymore
I feel you in my bones
You’re knocking on my windows
You’re slow to letting me go
And I know this feeling oh, so
This feeling in my bones

Left hook, I didn’t see it coming
Left hook, you’ve got dead aim
Rushes out
Run away
Rushes out
You always run away


“He was beautiful in the ambiguous and reticent way that drives the concubines of kings to shed their half-lost honor and their blossoming lives.” -Babel


time & time again / it’s me & you, and the world is new again / 
we’ve had a few too many / let downs, one too many low blows /
empty words flying like a choir of crows /we don’t know as much as we think we do / 
when the end is the conclusion everyone comes to / 
when the end is the lens that everyone looks through / 
time & time again / 
you blink your eyes & it begins / 
after the same few moves, it’s sure to win. /


All the time we spent in bed
Counting miles before we set
Fall in love and fall apart
Things will end before they start 

Lose our clothes in summer time
Lose ourselves to lose our minds
-sufjan


the heart is not as light as it used to be, not quite
spirit is not as free as it used to be
wheres all your high hope now?
My heart is not as true as it used to be
thats all she wrote
tonight seems so much longer than it used to seem
none of it turned out the way it was supposed to
its been a wild wild ride -paleo

Call, break it off
Call, break my own heart
Maybe I would have been
Something you’d be good at
Maybe you would have been
Something I’d be good at
But now
We’ll never know
I won’t be sad
But in case
I’ll go there
Everyday,
To make myself feel bad
There’s a chance
I’ll start to wonder
If this was the thing to do
I’ll start to wonder
If this was the thing to do


i was just guessing at numbers and figures, pulling the puzzles apart. questions of science, science and progress, do not speak as loud as my heart. come tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, i wanna rush to the stars. running in circles, chasing our tails. nobody said it was easy, oh it’s such a shame for us to part. nobody said it was easy, no one ever said it would be so hard.


We have grass stains on our eyes from all the world we have to see! We love and then we leave! Oh, forever is a very long time.-paleo

Every kiss was a wish for rain

“The past goes on falling still, a tangle of bones and of roots. What we were, we are not. And with words, although the letters still have transparency and sound, they change, and the mouth changes; another being has occupied our skeleton; what once was in us now is not.” -Neruda


I will throw away your love for me, in a tiny raft in a tiny stream, in a bag full of colors, and new and old and older lovers.


Maybe I’m not a love vigilante. What if I’m the love villain?


Moments become memories from the scars they leave
Yours is the only face I recall from peacetime

 

I have a knack for setting fires.

from the things i hold close
Am I not right
Am I not right


Remember when I was
So strange and likeable
Remember when I was
Sweet and unexplainable
Nothing like this person,
Unlovable
I just want back in your head
I just want back in your head
I’m not unfaithful
But I’ll stray
When I get a little scared

love and other delusions,

tangerine

I moved from the land of sunshine and eucalyptus to the land of redwoods and banana slugs. It’s a good environment for emotional recovery. And the nudist/barefoot vibe is pretty nice. I’m an absurdly impulsive insomniac at the moment, but I’ve been having weird dreams involving rainstorms that make seas where I drown but I don’t die, and I feel oddly lost and foreign.

It’s not a bad thing, it’s a trade-off. I can fly, but I’m alone. And then I wake up.

 

my heart, it just won’t stay in one place. how my love, it spins me round. how my love, it lets me down.


“Look at that
Would you look at that?
We’re throwing off sparks
What will I do when I don’t have you
To hold onto in the dark?
I don’t know why it’s gotten harder to keep myself away
Thought I’d finally beat the feeling back
It all came back today
And then we fell down
And we locked arms
We knocked the dresser over as we rolled across the floor
I don’t mean it when I tell you
That I don’t love you any more
Look at that
Would you look at that?
The way the ceiling starts to swerve
What will I do when I don’t have you
When I finally get what I deserve?” – the mountain goats

 

“I, I should’ve been listening to every word you said. I was trying to keep the door locked, now I realize that’s a mistake. å little thing, every little thing, every little thing is gonna tear you apart.”- wilco


“It’s possible I, have gone too far when it comes to you.
No matter how far away, deep down I’m gonna stray,
God knows I’m lost, And all I do is love you.
Say now, say now, could it be, when it comes to you and me
What is left for me to do, now it’s all just up to you
Maybe that was all your plan and I’m just part of something else
So what is left for me to do, now it’s all just up to you” – ida maria

 

“Lost inside of my head, empty side of the bed
I feel this place without you
I keep pushing the bruise
‘Cause I don’t want to lose what I loved about you
You’re not gonna lose this one,
You don’t have to cut and run.
I think you can choose to love and what is more,
That is how you survived the war.”- the weepies


“It was really nice to meet you, goodbye. It’s high time I quit wondering why, cause I have lost all that I can from my side, and when you think of me again, know I tried, I tried.” – greg laswell


“thank god you see me the way you do, strange as you are to me.” – iron & wine


Shoulda known you’d bring me heartache, almost lovers always do


I’m floating in the chasm of desire and unknowing.

 

“Fear finds October, emotions are juices, beat around bushes and make up excuses.” – kimya dawson


when I think of you, it’s so bittersweet it hurts my teeth sometimes.


“In our rooms filled with laughter
We make hope from every small disaster
Everybody says “you can’t, you can’t, you can’t, don’t try.”
Still everybody says that if they had the chance they’d fly” – the weepies

 

“Love and some verses you hear, say what you can’t say. Love to say this in your ear, “I’ll love you that way.” From your changing contentments, what will you choose to share? Someday, drawing you different, may I be weaved in your hair?” – iron & wine


“Inside, out of love, what a laugh
, I was looking for you” – wilco


there’s too much past in my present, like i’m carrying around your beautiful ghost

 

you don’t have to lie to tell the truth, but it helps.


“Everything you see is all for your taking.
Climb into my dreams and leave nothing.
I have got all night leave nothing.
In the morning the sun will have its fight.
So show me what is mine.
Take my heart and drag it through your life.
Take your time, I’ve got all night.” – greg laswell


“we are blessed aren’t we? in the shade of these large aurburn leaves. unexpectedly, we arrive where we’re all meant to be.” – iron & wine


Romance is a forest of hands and teeth.


the lost and hollow eyes of insomnia. the shaking hands of fate. the men. the girls.

 

“And the world’s like a science
And I’m like a secret
And I saw you lingering still, still
I saw you lingering still” – she and him


“but i should probably say that i’m unsure why i’m running
running away from
the only thing i want
i’ll write you a letter, to say goodbye
and i will make it long and maybe lie just a little
tell you that i’m doing fine
then i’ll send it out and let things be
if not for you
for me and for the time i’ve spent
foolishly loving thee” – greg laswell


You are shades of sunlight
a meteor shower, an eclipse,
a burning blinding sea.
But oh, but oh,
how fickle are the tides.
You come and go in waves.
You are my ghost now,
I follow your shadow everywhere.


Your love grows on a farm, you get it prepackaged and clean, safe and reliable. But do you ever feel like something’s missing?


“You don’t know, you can never be sure, but you take the plunge anyway. Sure is for people who don’t love enough.” – Imagine me and you


It is a science of desire, a puzzle with missing pieces, absurd and fantastic, the perfection of chaos, the ultimate surrender.


“you sit there in your heartache, waiting on some beautiful boy to save you from your old ways. You play forgiveness, watch it now, here he comes. He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus, but he talks like a gentleman, like you imagined when you were young. They say the devil’s water, it ain’t so sweet. You don’t have to drink right now, but you can dip your feet, every once in a little while.” – The Killers


you read me like a book you won’t bother finishing.

 

And all my love is wasted, and who the hell was I? Pour a little salt, we were never here. Nothing grows here now, nothing grows. Burn it to the ground.


if i was a gambling girl, i’d bet on you eating my heart


the oracle said wander
the wind will guide you on
don’t stop for anyone
destroy your love and your name
you are no longer the same
you are a new creature
born of fire, bred of air
are you awake?
all muscle and light,
a burning, blinding thing,
with those big empty eyes.
you lost something
along the way
you’ve got wings
but no heart
i have ocean eyes,
i split and rupture
and burst forth color
I defy Delphi.


Heartbreak, make of me a dancer


‎”this one’s for the lonely, the ones that seek and find, only to be let down time after time. this one’s for the torn down, the experts at the fall. come on friends get up now, you’re not alone at all. oh oh oh, oh oh oh. it comes and goes in waves. this one’s for the faithless, the ones that are surprised. this one’s for believing, if only for its sake, come on friends get up now, love is to be made.” – greg laswell


I will call your number and let your house ring until I wake your ghost


“all of the love we left behind, watching the flashbacks intertwine.”


 

you ask, am i awake?
where do i go to
when the moon comes up
and the fog comes rolling in
like a bad memory or a bad dream
amber eyes or a wicked smile,
where do i go to
when that girl in my bed
wants a part of me that’s lost?
and i’ll wonder, i’ll wonder
if i’m missing something.


“Gravity is working against me, and gravity wants to bring me down. Oh gravity, stay the hell away from me. It might be a quarter life crisis, or just the stirring in my soul.” – john mayer

Love is just a maiming, an accident. You may survive it, but there’s less of you.


“I look deep into the eye of Heartbreak and say “fuck you bitch”.”

“Honey honey up in the trees, fields of flowers deep in his dreams. honey honey out on the sea, in the doldrums thinking of me. Me on dry land, thinking of he, honey honey, not next to me. Honey honey, food for the bees. ” – Feist


“Don’t forget me.”
“I won’t remember anything else.” -Imagine me and you


Ophelia is now “single.” Ophelia removed “moody princes” from her Interests. Ophelia joined the group “Maidens Who Don’t Float.”


“Pay my respects to grace and virtue, Send my condolences to good. Give my regards to soul and romance, they always did the best they could. And so long to devotion, you taught me everything I know. Wave goodbye, wish me well, you’ve gotta let me go.”

Lately

I’m not sleeping

I’m not breathing

without machine.

Lately

my heart’s been breaking

my heart’s been breaking

through the seam.

Shut me off,

shut me off.

Grow and evolve

with eyes wide open

for things to come.

Go forth.

Viva la revoluciòn.

love and other imaginings,

tangerine

“I speak in smoke signals and you answer in code
The fuse will have to run out sometime
Something here will eventually have to explode
Have to explode” – the mountain goats

“Your teeth are for tearing, tear into me. The scent of your sweat, it smells good to me. All that we are just reeks with the sweetest belief. All I could want is silver and spinning, out from your arms and into the pretty pit of your heart.” -Neutral Milk Hotel


“there’s a map of the world on the wall in your room, green pins where you wanna go, white pins where you been, there isn’t even ten, you’re already feeling old. that far off feeling, that up close kind of ache. that instant karma that always comes too late.” – monsters of folk


I want to paint you with sunlight until you blind me



well since time outta mind i been lazy, times before that i was cruel, and times before that i was mean, i was mad. honey i ain’t never had nobody like you. and the times before that i was crazy, i saw the dark side of the moon. and the stars in the sky, they never caught my eye, cuz i ain’t never had nobody like you. -m. ward



“You know, I dream sometimes about flying. It starts out like I’m running really, really fast and I’m like superhuman! And the terrain starts to get really rocky and steep, and then I’m running so fast that my feet aren’t even touching the ground, and I’m floating! And it’s like this amazing, amazing feeling… I’m free, I’m safe. Then I realize: I’m completely alone. And then I wake up.” – 500 days of summer


Make of me
a tsunami,
bring the storm
to your shores.
You keep casting your net,
what are you looking for
in the ocean of my eyes?
I warn you,
the water is wild.



Oh Frailty, thy name is WOMAN!



“You came well-equipped with a gun on your hip, and some poison on your lips.” – margot and the nuclear so and so’s


Oh, the hazards of love! You learn soon enough! The prettiest whistles won’t wrestle the thistles undone! (I won’t want for love, but the wanting comes in waves.) – the decemberists



“How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes. Now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know, my weakness I feel I must finally show. Give me your hand and we’ll conquer them all, but give me your heart and I’ll just let you fall. Lend me your eyes, I can change what you see, but your soul you must keep totally free. Awake, my soul.” – Mumford and sons



“when the little things you say and do make me wanna be with you, rave on this crazy feeling, i know it’s got me reeling. when you say i love you, i say rave on.”- m. ward


You were no ordinary drain on her defenses, she was no ordinary girl. Oh inverted world!



“You’re a poem of mystery, you’re the prayer inside me. Spoken words like moonlight, you’re the voice that I like.” – Iron & Wine



“Do what I must while you do what you oughta, I am the wanderer’s wandering daughter, I take all my pain and I mix it with water. I’m lost and alone, and I’m fair and I’m free, you am what you is and I are who I be. What I’m lacking in strength, I make up for in smarts, you keep your stability, I’ll keep my heart. Still I romanticize all this disorder, I am the wanderer’s wandering daughter. Hop the next bus and run for the border, I am the wanderer’s wandering daughter. So long, it’s been good to know ya, I’ve got to be moving along. ” – Kimya Dawson


Sweet disposition, never too soon, Oh reckless abandon, like no one’s watching you. And we won’t stop until it’s over, won’t stop to surrender.


“And you know I mighta just flown

too far from the floor this time!

That was the turning point,

that was one lonely night.

The songmaker says, “it ain’t so bad”,

the dreammaker’s gonna make you mad,

the spaceman says, “everybody look down, it’s all in your mind.”

You think you might cross over,

You’re caught between the devil and the deep blue sea.

You better look it over

Before you make that leap.

And you know I’m fine,

but I hear those voices at night sometimes,

that justify my claim.” – the killers

Don’t tell me that i’m just being young, because i’ve got a wildfire, and it goes around and around and around in my veins


“Maybe it’s the heat in here, maybe it’s the pressure, you oughta head for the exits, the sooner the better. I am this great, unstable, mass of blood and foam, and no one in her right mind would make my home her home, and no emotion that’s worth having would call my heart its home, my heart’s an autoclave.” – the mountain goats



Love’s gonna let me know, like the day you took me home. We counted every minute left to go, my love’s gonna let you know. Time without you drags me down, It all feels right with you around, it all feels light with you around, like the night we hit the ground. And all the lightning sends a chill, can’t forget about you still.- yeah yeah yeahs



“How you must have suffered getting accustomed to me,
my savage, solitary soul, my name that sends them all running.
So many times we have seen the morning star burn, kissing our eyes,
and over our heads the gray light unwind in turning fans.”- Pablo Neruda

“you know why we don’t let kids make decisions? because they’re IDIOTS. teenagers fall in and out of love more often than they change their oil. WHICH they should do more often!” – House


“We’d brave those mountain passes, and you’d skip your early classes, and we’d learn how our bodies worked.”



“pay my respects to grace and virtue, send my condolences to good, give my regards to soul and romance, they always did the best they could. So long to devotion, you taught me everything I know. Wave goodbye, wish me well, you gotta let me go.” – the killers


‎”Relationships are messy, and people’s feelings get hurt. Who needs it? We’re young, might as well have fun while we can, save the serious stuff for later.” “What happens if you fall in love?” “Oh, come on. You don’t believe that, do you?” “It’s love, it’s not Santa Claus.” “What does that word even mean?!”- (500) days of summer



Well I’m some stain,dear, on your bedsheet, you’re my diamond in the rough


“I like boys that like their mothers, and I have a thing for brothers, but they always wait til we’re under the covers, to say “I’m sure glad we’re not lovers.” – Kimya Dawson



“Well I gotta lot, Lord I gotta lotta losin’, so I better get, yeah I better get accustomed, cause I gotta lot, Lord I gotta lotta losing, bye and bye and bye.” – Monsters of folk



shut up and quit your crying, give it time and you’ll be fine – kimya dawson



“it’s a road that you paved over indian graves, and you wonder why your dreams are crazed.” – monsters of folk



“Stop your parent’s car, I just saw a shooting star! We can wish upon it, we won’t share the wish we made. But I can’t keep no secrets, I wished that you would always stay. Last night I dreamt the whole night long, I woke with a head full of songs. I spent the whole day, I wrote em down but it’s a shame, tonight I’ll burn the lyrics, cause every chorus was your name. (Teach me how to use the love that people say you make!) Break this tired old routine, and this time don’t make me leave. I am a breathing time machine!” – The Avett Brothers


“I’ve written pages upon pages, trying to rid you from my bones.” – The Decemberists


“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
In secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in
Itself the light of hidden flowers;
Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.” – Pablo Neruda

love and other imaginary musings,

tangerine ❤

The vagabond strikes again! Spent an amazing, exhausting week in Minnesota, running on no sleep and alcohol and John Lee Hooker on vinyl. I got my nose pierced with my friend C. and while mine didn’t hurt at all, his was wretched, even though his previous piercing was fine. 😦 I felt like I had betrayed him. “Oh do it, it doesn’t hurt at all! HAHA JUST KIDDING!” Had a hellish airport experience, finally got back into the land of sunshine and eucalyptus, and proceeded to be impulsive and ignore sleep.

But I have the new Arcade Fire album, so it’s totally ok. And I’m a late bloomer, only just discovering the album “I and Love and You” and the movie “(500) Days of Summer.”


my heart is an empty room, with walls of the deepest blue. watch it disappear, with everything that you held dear, but you shed not a single tear for the things that you didn’t need, cause you knew you were finally free.



I cannot pretend that I felt any regret, because each broken heart eventually mends.



You better hope you fuckin’ miss me if you see me drinkin’ whiskey



“If the businessmen drink my blood like the kids in art school said they would, then I guess I’ll just begin again. You say, can we still be friends?If I was scared I would, and if I was bored, you know I would, and if I was yours, but I’m not.” – arcade fire


You were some stain on my bedsheet, I was your diamond in the rough



disdaining the well worn path, we hardly speak of europe. we are magi, not tourists.



“Snausages? Why didn’t you tell me I was eating dog food?! No, you know what, these are delicious. I will not be shamed by this.”



if my woman was a fire, she’d burn out before I wake, and be replaced by pints of whiskey, cigarettes, and outer space. And I wrote this on an airplane where the people looked like eggs. And when a woman that you loved is gone, she was bombing east Japan, and dont’ fucking move! Everything you thought you loved has turned to stone. And I’m wasted, you can taste it, don’t look… at me… that way… -margot and the nuclear so and so’s



I am careful to never talk about religion. Who am I to kick other people’s crutches? – Yann Martel



weddings are good for two things: open bars and bridesmaids



I am a breathing time machine!



TASTE MY BISEXUAL FURY



the wind, it takes you where it wants to go



I built you a home in my heart with rotten wood, it decayed from the start. You can’t find nothing at all, if there was nothing there all along! – Death Cab for Cutie



while we sleep, we know the streets get rearranged



no one’s got it all. we’re trying to be faithful, but we’re cheatin’, cheatin’. i’m the hero of this story, i don’t need to be saved.



Deliver me from Swedish furniture. Deliver me from clever art. If you don’t know what you want, you end up with a lot you don’t. – Chuck Palahniuk



Just a girl. She wants to keep it casual. And that’s why she’s… in my bed, right now. But that’s… casual. That’s what casual people do.


A moustache is supposed to be a courtesy; it’s there to tell the world 
“there’s something wrong with my face. Here’s something else to look at,
friend.” But these days it’s just telling the world “there’s something 
wrong with my personality, look at me.” If you’re considering a 
moustache: Don’t. It’s been ruined.



shall we liquefy, oh you and I, and vanish into the sea?



open wide, here comes original sin



I’m not a writer, I just drink a lot about it.



You were no ordinary drain on her defenses, she was no ordinary girl, oh Inverted World! – The Shins


My-my-my heart like a kick drum! My-my love like a voice! We’re holding hands in the rain, saying words like “I love you, do-do-do ya love me?” – The Avett Brothers



“I don’t want to go.” “So don’t. Stay here with me. We’ll start a jazz band.”



Honey honey up in the trees, fields of flowers deep in his dreams. Honey honey out on the sea, in the doldrums thinking of me



Because you can’t promise you won’t wake up feeling differently than you did yesterday. You just can’t.



Further, it appears that a small amount of alcohol can apparently “improve”a man’s erection, according to one expert. We assume “improve” here means it makes it harder/bigger, rather than “adds wings and a laser beam.”


green green youth
what about the sweetness we knew
what about what’s good what’s true
from those days

can’t count to
all the lovers i’ve burned through
so why do i still burn for you
i can’t say

sorry that
i could never love you back
i could never care enough
in these last days

heal her soul
carry her my angel
ohio -sun kil moon

love vigilante, are you awake? or are you still dreaming? do you dream the whole day through?


Her head lay back in blankets soft white down
Her hair warm Autumn colours, floating
Our days were classroom poems, true young love
some nights we roar like lions, some we coo like doves

I left her long ago one summer, chasing dreams

i felt free, and i felt lonely, and i felt scared….- the mountain goats


“she was like a cat, but not a domestic cat, more like one that stalks 
villagers in those old jungle movies.”



And in came a heat wave
A merciful save
And you choose, you chose
Poetry over prose
—feist

“Have a drink, take a break. You’re having 
some hormonal imbalance, and it ain’t pretty.”

“We’d first have to get outta this bar, then the hotel, then the city, and then the country. Are you in or you out? Hope you’ve had enough to drink, it’s gonna take courage.” – lost in translation

I’m the same as I was when I was six years old
And oh my God, I feel so damn old
I don’t really feel anything
On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below
And oh my God, they look so alone
Do they really feel anything?
Oh my God, I’ve got to, got to, got to, got to move on
Where do you move when what you’re moving from
Is yourself?
The universe works on a math equation
That never even ever really ends in the end
Infinity spirals out creation
We’re on the tip of its tongue, and it is saying
We ain’t sure where you stand
You ain’t machines and you ain’t land
And the plants and the animals, they are linked
And the plants and the animals eat each other
Oh my God, and oh my cat
I told my Dad what I need
Well, I know what I have and want
But I don’t know what I need
Well, he said, he said, he said, he said
“Where we’re going, I’m dead”



“At night they would go walking, til the breaking of the day. The morning is for sleeping! Through the dark streets they’d go searching, to see God in their own way. Singing la lalalalala lala hey!” — coldplay

Runnin’ like thieves through the streets of Chicago
Look at me now, I’m leanin’ out a Portland window, singin’
“I still miss someone”
So I better get,
Yeah, I better get accustomed
‘Cause, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin’
bye and bye
—-monsters of folk

I gotta go, and you’re talking in code, saying ‘I know where you’ve been, and I know where you go.’ Baby, I’m long gone.


All the bags are checked
and the reasons why.
Yesterday lingers on
that’s the peace you keep when you say goodbye.

I won’t hold you to nothin’
I wanna make that plane.
Probably end up a stranger, crazy
but I’m still hoping there’s another way
and a place to stay.

What a scene has got you sentimental
when the night comes, when the knot comes loose.
All the things you’ve put up on the mantle
What a shame. What a shame.
It’s old news.

I’m stayin’ above the flat line
I’m ahead of the curve.
Take a piece of the sunshine with me
on an all night drive to another world.

You can get what you want now
knock it out of the park.
Probably end up a drifter, lonely
but I’m still hoping for a change of heart
and a place to start. — monsters of folk


i have the emotional capacity of a tulip

“Peculiar travel suggestions are dancing lessons from God.”-Kurt Vonnegut

So, So, So
It’s so damn slow
So, So, So
It’s so damn slow

I hope you’re learning to listen
And I hope you’re learning to stay
And I hope you find what you’re missing
And I hope that you’re making you’re way
I’m a headcase if I don’t keep moving
And my head hurts if I don’t sit still
It’s an itch that I’ll never stop scratching
It’s a hole that I’ll never quite fill

So —-electric president, insomnia

left behind everything i knew
all the colors were bone light and sky blue
hit the continent running, engines were humming
just to break through
antarctica, my only living relative
antarctica, i can’t wait anymore
– the weepies

the only thing remarkable about the midwest is how unremarkable it is

i wandered home saying your name

What gives, what helps
The Intuition
I’ll know, I’ll know
Oh, I won’t have to be shown
The way home
And it’s not about a boy
Although, although

They can lead you
Break and defeat you

A destination known
Only by the one
Whose fate is overgrown
Piecemeal can break your home
In half
A love is not complete
With only heat

And they can tease you
Break or complete you

And in came a heat wave
A merciful save
And you choose, you chose
Poetry over prose

A map is more unreal
Than where you’ve been
Or how you feel
And it’s impossible to tell
How important someone was
And what you might have missed out on
And how he might have changed it all
And how you might have changed it all for him
And how you might have changed it all
And how he might have changed it all for you

And did I, did I…?
(Did I? Did I?)
And did I, did I…?
(Did I? Did I?)
And did I, did I miss out on
You…—– intuition, feist

and the grace with which she walked into your life. oh, and how the girls, they turn to ghosts before your eyes. so long, so long

I am either emotionally dyslexic, or a plant.

love,

tangerine.

I’ve been a bit of a stressypants lately, trying to finish all my UCSC stuff. WHY WOULD YOU NEED THREE SETS OF TRANSCRIPTS?! ARE YOUR DEPARTMENTS INCAPABLE OF COMMUNICATING WITH EACH OTHER?! But now it’s finally time to buy plane tickets, and I’m going to visit friends in Minnesota before I go, so train tickets too. I love trains. :3 But now that I’m finally leaving for California, a huge part of me just wants to get tickets to Peru or India and disappear for a few years.

My life is just one ongoing set of dick jokes.


“Sometimes I get nervous when I see an open door. Close your eyes, clear your heart, cut the cord. Pay my respects to grace and virtue, send my condolences to good. Give my regards to soul and romance, they always did the best they could. So long to devotion, you taught me everything I know. Wave goodbye, wish me well. You’ve gotta let me go.”- The Killers



my old man always swore that Hell would have no flames, just a front row seat to watch your true love pack her things, and drive away



MONTY, STOP EATING THE CONDOMS!



Has humanity ever discussed maybe returning to a perpetual state of war and toil? I mean, you guys used to be so focused, but I’m noticing your civilization right now just has this overall feel of a guy who’s trying to get fired from his job.



I’m here, I’m queer, and you’re buying me a beer



“We’re gonna sit, and enjoy a meal together.” “Haha… I don’t get it.” “I’ve turned over a new leaf. From now on, if you want this *points to dick* you’re gonna get this *points to head* too.” “…Ew.”



“I hope Iron & Wine don’t break up.” “Isn’t it just one guy? How could Sam Beam break up with himself?” “He could have a falling-out with his beard, or get into a vicious argument with his guitar about how much banjo to put on the next album.”




“run away, run away with a travelin’ show, run away with a rabblin’ gypsy, oh” – Gaelic Storm



“Someone just thought I was a lesbian with Erica! Do people ever think YOU two are a couple?” “No, because we screw boys like whores on tequila. And then we either try to marry them or drown ourselves.” “Hmm.”



“You were too busy steering the conversation to the lord to hear the voice of the spirit, begging you to shut the fuck up. You thought it must be the devil, trying to make you go astray. Besides, it could not have been the lord, because you don’t believe he talks that way.” – Pedro the Lion


if he is not the word of god, then god never spoke. – The Road



“If I stay in one place, I lose my mind. I’m a pretty impossible lady to be with.” – Kimya Dawson



“There is a reason we don’t let kids vote, or drink, or work in the salt mines. They’re IDIOTS! 20-year-olds fall in and out of love more often than they change their oil filters… WHICH they should do more OFTEN!” – House M.D.




I’ve been out walking. I don’t do too much talking these days, these days. I had a lover, I don’t think I’ll risk another these days.



sex with you is like a game of pick up sticks played by fucking lunatics



FUCK OFF JEFF TWEEDY, HAVE YOUR PANIC ATTACKS SOMEWHERE ELSE



(815): Pretending to be straight requires way more energy than I’m willing to use in this heat.



“feelin’ good and sorta frisky, plus enough money in my pocket for a quart of whiskey.” – Buck 65


“I’ll take your questions.” “Is it a virus?” “We don’t know.” “How does it spread? Is it airborne?” “Airborne is a possibility, we don’t know.” “Are these people alive or dead?” “We… don’t know.” – Dawn of the Dead (2004)



So we trade liquor for blood in an attempt to tip the scales. I think you lost what you loved in that mess of details.

Not much goes on around here, except a little drunk and disorderly, and half the time that’s me.



SHUT YOUR COMPLAIN-HOLE, WOMAN

“I slept in my jeans and shoes on the floor, as if going to bed like a normal person was something I was no longer qualified to do.”- The Passage

and she would call the stars down upon her, and 
redeem the world.



i realized, the ashes that fell were people. ashes full of souls.


You’re gonna do it cause you work for Disney. When you work for Disney and they ask you to take your dick out, you do it. Take your DICK. OUT. CRAIG.



it’s always nice to have a chance to get in on some sweet-ass divine 
intervention, especially if your god does something awesome like breathe
 fire or bring you sandwiches.

Who’s excited for her nose ring and purple hair? THIS GUY.

Love and other indoor sports,

Tangerine