Thursday morning is brought to you by …
I predict this will start happening more often, especially as future generations begin to age.
I feel like by the time I am in my 60s or 70s I will need roommates to survive. God, that’s going to suck.
“Hey! Who drank my last Ensure? Not cool guys.”
:(
"And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long."
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Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via farewell-kingdom)
truth
(Source: larmoyante, via lewbasnight)
“a hot spring and summer of death and copulation” sounds like the tagline to the world’s most awesome B-movie that needs to be made ASAP.
some studies for abstracts I’m planning, with river as a theme
The final Stefon sketch from Saturday Night Live.
AAAAAHHHH! PET SHOP BOYS GAG!
I LOVE YOU STEFON
(Source: butterteam)
Neutral Milk Hotel - Gardenhead / Leave Me Alone
Around your knees that crackle into the dark
Like a walk in the park like a hole in your head
Like the feeling you get when you realize you’re dead
This time we ride roller coasters into the ocean
We feel no emotion as we spiral down to the world
And I guess it’s worth your time
Because there’s some lives you live
And some you leave behind
It gets hard to explain
The gardenhead knows my name
Leave me alone, for you know this isn’t the first time
In fact this is twice in a row
That the angels have slipped through our landslide
And filled up our garden with snow
And I don’t wish to taste of your insides
Or to call out your name through my phone
For the glory boys at your bedside will love you
As long as you’re something to own
Follow me through a city of frost covered angels
I swear I have nothing to prove
I just want to dance in your tangles
To give me some reason to move
But to take on the world at all angles
Requires a strength I can’t use
So I’ll meet you up high in your anger
Of all that is hoping and waiting for you
(Source: youtube.com)
Boogeymen - part of a series of eerie stereoviews - dated 1923 (Via)
I want these guys for me friends!
(Source: thehystericalsociety, via thenearsightedmonkey)
“Jon eats a whole raw potato to take himself out of the mood.”
I would pay a week’s worth of earnings to be a fly on the wall watching that last paragraph go down.
(Source: billhitchert)
Jose Gonzalez - Love Will Tear Us Apart (by andreshoraciodamian)
Pretty great
