You know what? I’m just in the wrong girl’s house. That’s all. I’m leaving.
Fuck. I’m no good at this. That’s why I’m sleeping on this pretty girl’s couch and not in her bed. Honestly I don’t want to fuck her tonight or anything. I just think it would be cool to cuddle. I haven’t cuddled in forever. Now I’m all sad. Goddamn it. Whatever. I suck. I’m drunk.
This conversation just happened. Yes. I was under the influence. Sarah: You shouldn’t play tug of war with dogs. It teaches them to win with their mouths. Me: Most humans win with their mouths. Why can’t dogs? Sarah: Well that’s debatable. Me: Exactly.
I’ve figured it all out. More tomorrow when I’m not on my phone. I’m writing myself a note with the key points so I don’t forget. Stay tuned!
The other night I shot another show for Hear Nebraska. Conor Oberst, the lead singer of Bright Eyes, and my favorite musician recently reunited with the members of Desparecidos and they’re on the road again. On stage, Conor said some awesome (and perhaps controversial) things about a certain sheriff in Arizona. My friend who is writing the article is thinking about basing it solely around...
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jackkerowack: It’s easy to be good at listening, I told her, when you grow up surrounded by people who never stop speaking. They were quiet only between Degas and Botticelli, beneath vaulted cathedral stone, behind bookshelves taller than we’ll ever grow. It was there, in forced silence, I wanted to scream… truth.
early-onset-of-night: andychainsaw replied to your post: THIS IS TOO FUNNY Isn’t the purpose that it’s a guaranteed win for TPB? If they lose it’s “So it’s okay for them but not us?” Pro Copyright lose. If they win it’s “See it’s stupid, cause anyone can make the case if they have a tiny IP claim.” Pro CR lose again. Perhaps the point is to fight and expose the ridiculousness of Finnish law...
Standing on the front porch listening to the rain, looking at the houses across the street and next door. they’re so close. closer than any houses have been. I know these streets. I know this city. these people here. they’re my life. I’ve only lived here 5% of my life. but these people and these streets and these problems are all I think about. 96% of the time. those who...
Who knows where we go when we die? Who cares? I’m just glad to be alive.
Hiccups are the worst.
It seems to me that maybe pretty much always means no.
seekingthatflightytemptress replied to your post: So HobNob has this Valentine’s Day special…. I’ll be your valentine (: Just saw this! Am I too late?! Hahaha
What the fuuuuck
So HobNob has this Valentine’s Day special. Vanilla-champagne duck breast with a candied cherry reduction, saffron risotto and pecan haricot verts, Redd’s Apple Ale, and a brownie with ice cream for dessert. Oh, and live music. Do you think it’d be weird if I made a reservation by myself? That would be pretty sad right? Nahhhh.
Growing up really fucking sucks I want to fall in love but I don’t love anybody
Look at all of these people lining up for plastic. Wouldn’t you love to see them on National Geographic? Squatting bare-assed in the dirt eating rice from a bowl with a towel on their head and maybe a bone in their nose.
Football, beer, and above all gambling, filled up the horizon of their minds. To...– George Orwell, 1984 (via early-onset-of-night)
abigailpaige: i thought of you, while in the shower and i thought of how nice it’d be to have your things among my things along the bathtub’s edge and i imagined myself running out of soap and using yours and wearing you to work, and the grocery store and i imagined that night, laying down beside you and smelling your neck and finding out where all my soap had gone I really like...
Every time I give someone directions I just worry forever whether or not they got where they wanted to go.
shavingryansprivates: the best 52 seconds in film history yes yes y-e-s
damn it, I lost a bunch of contacts (people I’ve met between breaking my old iPhone and getting my new one… my Blackberry days. Dark, dark days.) and I don’t realize who until I wanna text them and I feel weird asking for peoples’ numbers on facebook a second time wahh.
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sad. sad sad. oh well. I’m gonna watch The Royal Tenenbaums and be sad for a while now so fuck you.
every time i like a girl i convince myself she would never like me and then i don’t try and then i don’t have a girlfriend still and now i’m doing it again but it’s so true though. fuck. i mean if a girl would just reach out to me a little i would run with it. but no that’s a lie because there are girls who reach out to me a lot and i don’t run with it because...
Try to imagine a life without timekeeping. You probably can’t. You know the month, the year, the day of the week. There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie. Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time....
Everything is plastic, and everyone’s sarcastic, and all of your food needs to be defrosted. Maybe you should cut your own hair. That would be funny. It doesn’t cost any money. If you kiss someone you both get practice.
Lately some negative things have been happening in my life. I felt at first like it was bad karma, and I tried so hard to figure out what I’d done. Today I’m in a good mood though. I’ve realized something. I’m a photographer, and in photography, the photographs, the end result, it develops from the negatives. I’ve realized that life is the same way. We develop from...