March 2012
“To speak truly, few adult persons can see nature. Most persons do not see the...”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via starrchild)
February 2012
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Every time I go to the Mall of America I yell Desaparecidos lyrics as loudly as I can the whole drive there.
thefantasticmrsfox:
i like how magazines think that just because it’s spring i’m going to start wearing pastels and neon colours
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juneandafter:likelava:
you were summer storms, you were swollen and sunburned, and i followed you where ever your lightening decided to strike. sometimes i tell people about you like it doesn’t hurt. like this isn’t hard. like it’s just lint, just loose change, some backyard apologies, some long lost stars we tried to collect in our collarbones once, some bottom of the ninth summer we forgot by...
I think I have been silent enough about what is going on in my life for too long.
If you, for one fucking second, think that kicking someone out of their home, telling them you don’t want to be friends, telling them they are no longer welcome to take part in a trip the person has already paid $400 for, and then turning it around and denying that you had any part in the progression of these...
“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thisistheforeground)
I haven’t had a drink since the day I got kicked out my apartment. I never realized how much we drank in that apartment until I moved out and cleared my head. Getting shit faced 3 or 4 nights a week, or even just watching people get canned that often was so draining.
“The 3rd planet is sure that they’re being watched
by an eye in the sky that...”
– 3rd Planet - Modest Mouse (via pandasortia)
“unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would...”
– Charles Bukowski (via tenounces)
cashcrab:
The National Coalition Of Girls Who Still Think “Rawr Means I Love You In Dinosaur” Is A Thing will be holding a convention this weekend in New York City in which members affiliated with the group will meet together and form a massive sitting circle in which they will all draw pictures of Jack Skellington on each other’s Vans.
