December 2009
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typical.
intellectual conversation interrupted by my infantile sister asking my mother to live life for her. surprisingly, i’m not referring to the 9 year old.
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christmas
what a heap of corporate tripe. but so is everything these days, so who am i to judge?
Is this a shifter car? I cannot drive a shifter car, alright, so we got a little...
– Billy Brown, Buffalo 66
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Want some crack? →
yes
FEAR ME
HEMP CONCRETE WILL SAVE THE WORLD →
fuck the money-grubbing world … in the eye socket
– My fucking father.
tired of self-effacement
it is as if i am continually asking my parents permission to live. i just prematurely kowtowed, negating the only christmas present i really want, which happens to be $300. on top of this, both my parents have already told me that i live on at least $100 less PER MONTH than my year and a half younger sister.
So how, and WHY, do i still believe myself to be the ultimate burden of the family? Good...
why on earth do i try with pretty (empty) people?
frankly, my dear, you have the conversational skills of a slug.
relic.
she’s in love, and he is well aware he pretends not to notice she pretends not to care
hide, and sneak she hastens towards his turned back, praying he won’t look back just a glimpse of his face, and then she’s off like a flash back to a place of safety, back to her fort.
pleased with himself, he will preen out in the open, hoping she sees. if he catches her eye as he fixes her...
The beard is the oppositionist costume of juveniles acting like cavemen who...
– Theodor W. Adorno, Negative Dialectics, p. 123
Well it’s been a long time, long time now
Since I’ve seen you smile...
– Beirut - Nantes