destroy all rational thought

“Oh , arms will hold you
And you will die with love upon you.”

Without work, you have nothing- Bonnie “Prince” Billy.

Thank you, tombstoneblues, for recommending him to me.

no problem c: glad you like him!

"People are always shouting they want to create a better future. It’s not true. The future is an..."

Sat, 18 Jul 2009 01:20:00 -0400

“People are always shouting they want to create a better future. It’s not true. The future is an apathetic void of no interest to anyone. The past is full of life, eager to irritate us, provoke and insult us, tempt us to destroy or repaint it. The only reason people want to be masters of the future is to change the past.”

- Kundera (via dondante)

What are your views on the after life? What is your best talent? Where would you be right now if...

Fri, 17 Jul 2009 00:46:24 -0400

What are your views on the after life? What is your best talent? Where would you be right now if you could be anywhere in the world?

i’ll start from the end and work my way back. i would like to be somewhere cold. really, just anywhere cold would be nice. i wish i knew what my best talent was. i used to think i could draw really well, but eehhh. i’m not very good at playing instruments. i think i am constantly searching to find my “best talent,” because i always adopt new hobbies and interests and when i get to a certain level and realise i probably won’t get much better, i kind of give up. it is bad. life would be a lot better (and less expensive) if i had one thing i was really good at and knew it.

i don’t really believe in a traditional heaven or hell, but i don’t think that when we die we are gone for ever. i feel that our energy or “souls” go on, and heaven is more of a place of light and energy that is not tangible or even imaginable by humans. i think it may be another dimension. i don’t know. i also believe in reincarnation, but in a more organic sense. if this makes sense. that’s just how i’d like to think it is, mostly because the thought of meeting a god and everyone i’ve ever known in a heaven and having the burden of never knowing if i’ll go to hell is kind of unnerving, over-whelming, and tiring. i wouldn’t want to be able to think in heaven.

does your rabbit bite your neck or your shirt right where your boob is?
mine did.. it hurt. AT LEAST I WAS WEARING A BRA.
:]

YES. also, when i am holding him, he does this thing where he climbs up my boob and wraps around my neck and bites it. then i try to unlatch him but he clings to my shoulder and crawls down my back. it doesn’t hurt too much but it makes me laugh uncontrollably for whatever reason and disturbs whoever is around me.

Will you join me for a spot of tea? as long as it is not green tea! i am allergic to it and banana...

Fri, 17 Jul 2009 00:30:19 -0400

Will you join me for a spot of tea?

as long as it is not green tea! i am allergic to it and banana peels. and some kinds of tree bark.

How is your bunny rabbit doing? :]

fat. all he does is eat, which happens to be the fate of all my animals. he go so big that we (my friend and i, he is a joint rabbit we won at the carnival) had to build him a home outside and he rather likes it out there. everytime i go out to feed and play with him he chews on my shirt :3 i think he is happy.

how are things? I hope you’re doing well. I like replying to formsprings c:
Tell me a story about yourself. You seem interesting.

things are doing okay right now. of course it could always be worse, but i don’t like people having to do things for me.. it makes me feel uncomfortable. i like replying to formsprings too :p uhh.. i’m trying to think of a story. i’m not very exciting.. i was thinking yesterday about last halloween when lisa and i went to the soccer field and put down her “weed blanket” and brought journals, books, chocolate, juice and a coleman lantern and just kind of talked. it was so nice until these random kids that were under the influence of something started rolling down the hills, throwing fireworks, screaming, and running around like birds. it was frightening. then we were approched by campus security (who from a distance looked more threatening) and he thought we had a fire or something (yes, we had started a bonfire in the soccer field). but it was all good. he realised we were just nerds and left us alone. uhh.. the halloween before that i had just moved to mississippi and only knew a few people and i was invited to go to some haunted houses that night. HOWEVER - much to our dismay (none of us had ever been to one) the “haunted houses” were just rednecks pushing together their sheds, getting out their chainsaw, decorating with walmart halloween stuff, and running/”scaring”/groping you around inside. the haunted house part was not so fun but i enjoyed being with the people i was with. whom i don’t like anymore :/ i have no idea what i’m doing halloween this year.

ask me something? again?

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 23:57:44 -0400

ask me something? again?:

my formspring is open - i am bored and enjoy answering questions. i’ll reply on here c:

naoppi:sadanblog:sandysays:lunchboxoddsox Donovan and Jenny Boyd

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 20:30:28 -0400

naoppi:sadanblog:sandysays:lunchboxoddsox

Donovan and Jenny Boyd

“volcano,” damien rice

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 20:25:03 -0400

“volcano,” damien rice

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS PICTURE IS RIGHT

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 18:54:50 -0400

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS PICTURE IS RIGHT

misstugui:findout: typewrittenwhimsy: Lord Ganesha reading Veda...

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 14:58:45 -0400

misstugui:findout: typewrittenwhimsy: Lord Ganesha reading Veda via DollsofIndia

“the turnaround road,” diane cluck the weeks have...

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 13:44:22 -0400

“the turnaround road,” diane cluck

the weeks have been hazy but something is changing.
i watched the sun convince the smallest cloud to let it through
it said “i would have gone crooked but for you”
i would have gone crooked but for you.

lolitas: evanna’s such a badass i love her lalala~~

Thu, 16 Jul 2009 01:17:02 -0400

lolitas:

evanna’s such a badass

i love her lalala~~

i’m pretty sure i’m not capable of happiness…the last time i remember being...

Wed, 15 Jul 2009 15:43:36 -0400

i’m pretty sure i’m not capable of happiness…
the last time i remember being completely content with the world and especially myself was two years ago sometime from october to february. it was short-lived but it meant something to me. i feel like an empty shell going through the motions, praying things change. (well, not really praying..)

i have a very, very small mental list of people i love and trust. people come in and out of my life. usually it’s a natural process when you move away. i try really hard at first. i don’t know if i give up too easily on myself or them, but it almost always reaches the point of no return in which we cease to know each other completely, and if we were to pick-up our relationships it would be just like starting over. i don’t have the patience anymore. i don’t think they do either.
sometimes they hurt me and sometimes i hurt them. i usually hurt them without them knowing, and they hurt me without them consciously knowing.
sometimes we fall in love.
but they are all gone now.
i am the spawn of satan, perhaps? i am medusa. i think i am cursed. i send myself to distant towns where people can forget i ever existed. i walk far, far away and wait for the miracle of maybe them coming out of the blue and us knowing everything about each other again.

clear as day. at first you are all sad i am leaving and you say we need to start seeing each other more. i wait. we start drifting even before i leave because you think in your mind that wherever i go i’ll be able to find some worthwhile people and i’ll forget about you. the first part is true, but i don’t want to forget anyone. not initially, anyway. but eventually remembering people i love that i don’t know anymore makes me sad. trying to forget is a way of coping - but i can’t. i either want to know everything about you or i don’t want to know you at all. either way, i am disentagrating before you. dimming, dulling, dillusion, then disappearance.

no more craving warm bodies and minds.
it is time for a revolution.

emilie simon

Wed, 15 Jul 2009 15:10:33 -0400

emilie simon

"Every time somebody spoke to me I felt like diving out a window or taking the elevator down."

Wed, 15 Jul 2009 01:53:09 -0400

“Every time somebody spoke to me I felt like diving out a window or taking the elevator down.”

- Bukowski (via fuckyeahthebeatgeneration)