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One of the most impressive video renditions of a... →
May 2010
8 posts
So I made the mistake of finding tumblrs exclusively filled with pornography. They’re great- you friend one or two, and get entertaining porno updates spattered through your feed. But eventually you’ll friend too many, you won’t be able to control it, and your tumblr just becomes a porno feed. The question then is, do you change it?
This is the way of the world: we eat, we sleep, we starve ourselves with our own petty natures. We drink ourselves into deep silence with the fineries of life, and lose grasp of the undulations of our souls beneath the body’s thin exterior.
If I had a quarter for every sentence I’ve read concerning mind/body dualism, I’d probably have enough to fly to Cancun and back. Just the...
Someone broke a bottle again; the glass was collecting under the sofa and in the cracks of wooden floor planks. Someone could step on that glass and rip a gash in their foot, peeling back skin to the raw underdeveloped flesh beneath, but now we only spoke about it. “Someone should clean that shit up” we barked, and “tear the fucking floor apart, use it for kindling.” The...
I document myself documenting myself so much that documents of myself documenting myself are like a flip book with its pages torn out
Is it just me, or is there something really fucking meta bizarre about commercials for televisions on television? Especially the ones for really high definition ones- isn’t the point of a hd TV that its better than your current TV? How can you tell?
April 2010
2 posts
incredible china pictures →
March 2010
9 posts
Okay, correct me if i'm wrong, but
isn’t there something terribly disconcerting about no one taking anything seriously ever? Either we’re being ironic or sartorially tongue and chic, but we still won’t admit that we like the very things we hate on. We can’t express admiration without distancing ourselves, or we lose perspective on the things we love and make, reducing them to the inevitable douchebaggery of...
dogs catching treats is the cutest thing ever. →
what we do
I have been told
That when meeting someone
You’re not to ask
“what do you do?,”
Rather
“so how is it you spend your time?
:
It’s more polite,
In the chance
They do nothing at all.
“As the subject matter of his cartoons clearly demonstrated, Woody Mellor (Joe...”
– Redemption Song: The Ballad of Joe Strummer, Chris Salewicz
A ha ha hahahaha →
Live, love, and laugh with my new myspace music page.
February 2010
11 posts
routine
They sat in a room together, not looking at each other. Silence caked the air, covering nostrils and eyes alike, as if smoke from a raging inferno. The room was nice: rather modern, with odd eclectia placed at odds with itself within the room. Everyone was talking; no one was listening. Typical Friday night, routine. The chairs were placed as to let people sit and converse in comfort, fashionably,...
To kill an artist requires skill and finess
that few possess,
but many have read about
in a newsprint Op-Ed
or a government circular
Watch
January 2010
14 posts
