January 2010
so punching a wall wasnt my brightest moment, but hey, my fucked up hand is a great conversation starter
silver liiiiining
xflightlessbird:
why does my brother insist on eating an entire tub of ice cream and not leave me a drop?
atleast you can digest ice cream. all im saying.
Dear Mr. Henes,
Why must I revise an essay about what I believe? If it is my beliefs, which it is, they need no revision. Oh! And by the way, your feedback was useless, I know i should refer to the literature more, I don’t for a reason. That reason is, I do not know the author’s true meaning in placing those exact words there. I can offer merely an interpretation of the...
where the FUCK did my mountain dew go?
this is what happens when you mix chinese food, caffeine, too much time to think and teenage angst. you get faux deep writing and a problem with authority. and a failure complex. ok, thats unrelated. but either way, its there.
We all simultaneously curse love, and then when something goes right, we trip over ourselves to fall in love again. we hate the idea of needing someone around, then when we find someone we like, we forget about not wanting someone around. all of a sudden we change, just because we “believe” in love.
some have told me to accept the lord as my shepherd
and i have replied, i am not a sheep
i am a wolf, wearing a wolf’s clothing
but i do not like the taste of lamb.
kinda want to restore my vintage bicycle. its just rotting in the yard, deff bringing it in tomorrow and sanding it. maybe bending up some handlebars? i’d enjoy doing that. not sure what color to paint it…
effin buried life last night. got me thinking about what i wanna do before i die. What DO i wanna do before i die? i wanna travel the country on a motorcycle. i want to have some sort of zany misadventure involving skateboarding in a mall, i want to combine a lemon and a lime, and pray that it tastes nothing like sprite. i want to create an unlosable clicker. i also want to FIND my clicker. i...
xflightlessbird:
Ringo Starr is 69 years old. He should not be coming out with a new song called Who’s Your Daddy. It’s just not right
^ my moms favorite beetle
im annoyed with political parties. gun control or gay marriage? pro life or pro choice? pro i dont give a fuck what you do with your kids or who you marry. do i enjoy shooting guns? yes. do i think everyone should own one or carry them? no. My Political Party? its exacty that. Mine. You call it anarchy, i call it Ultimate Freedom. Vote nothing 2012.
just filled a 10 gallon trashcan cleaning my car. its filled with mtn cans, monster cans, mtn dew bottles and 1 vitamin water. hahahaha
who wants to make me a cd of good indie?
this is the corner of life and the rest of life. its not so much a corner, more an intersection. theres infinite paths: college, work, year off, european vacation, tech school. they call it success and failure. if you ask me, failure is hating your job. id rather work like a dog, love it and get by than get rich doing something i cant stand. in 20 years, you dont want to say i wish. you have to be...
holy shit. its been 4 years. makes you realize how short this shit is. the worst part: i look back and realize i havent done shit since then.
You never realize the story behind every hole in a bathroom wall in a hotel room, until its the back of your head that makes it. Room 1608 Vancouver Four Seasons.
so this new paramore cd, its pretty great. Thanks Carleigh.