January 2010
28 posts
my thoughts on reincarnation.
I could have been a writer. Or a poet. It would account for my love of words.
I was probably a bird at some point. Probably more than once, I just love them so much.
But not a goose. I fucking hate those creeps.
I might have been a pirate. Or at the very least, a privateer. I probably ended up drowning, since I find the ocean pretty ominous.
I’m pretty sure I was a native American at one...
Ask me something. Anything. →
Madlibs.
I hope I meet some ____ people this weekend. Or even just a ____ person. I mean, the people that I am usually drunk around are pretty ____. But there must be more of you out there. Come hang with me.
seashell.
And in the dark blue light, I watched the bottle sail into the night. Carried you home, shaking like a leaf, You couldn’t swim even though you live by the sea.
Under the sea, black and deep.
Everything I give is everything that I keep.
Everything I give is everything that I keep.
Everything I give is everything that I keep.
Everything I give is everything that I keep.
“I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of...”
– E. B. White (via fatalistichues) (via quote-book)
“Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to...”
– Thomas Edison (via jmsc) (via quote-book)
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Dark Blue
We were boxing the stars, We were boxing, we were boxing. You were swinging for Mars, And then the water reached the West Coast, And took the power lines, the power lines. And it was me and you, this could last forever. And the whole town under water, There was nothing we could do; It was dark blue.
If you’ve ever been alone in the dark blue If you’ve ever been alone you’ll...
EC Girls.
My gameboy gets lots of use. I think about the universe a lot. I am fond of animals that look weird and I think arts and crafts are boss.
When I get stoned I don’t write insightful poetry or make beautiful pictures, I talk about unsolved mysteries with my friends and we call each other fuckers and retards.
I don’t like to wear tight pants. I don’t like PBR. I don’t like...
Created by Oatmeal
Phoenix, Lisztomania acoustic version.
I feel like the pinata, Won’t you take a swing at me? If you could just crack the shell open, I think inside you would find something sweet. Well I hear you like a hunter now, Your footsteps in the leaves. And I would gladly leave my hiding place, Yes I’m hoping to be seen. So let your arrow fly and sing, I’m well within your aim. Lay your traps for a thousand miles, And please...
“I used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me,...”
– Augusten Burroughs (Submitted by: flairey) (via quote-book)
Astronomy Picture Of The Day →
It changes everyday, check it out every once in a while.
we’re just specks, and it’s beautiful.
com·pas·sion (km-pshn)
n.
Deep awareness of the suffering of another coupled with the wish to relieve it.
I went to go visit the resort that I worked at over the summer, and I ran into my good friend Tony. I have no idea how fuckin old he is, probably pushing 90, i swear. Anyways, his favorite thing to do is give me life advice. How to deal with rude people, why not to drink soda, those sort...
