January 2010
“The real war is not between the West and the East. The real war is between...”
– Marjane Satrapi
“It Was a Good Day” by Ice Cube from The...
The Cowardly Lioness,
she is so very gutless.
“Assalamu alaykum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatuh Bro.”
Dirty Projectors - Emblem of the World
alis grave nil
prodigious →
seiha:
Sondre Lerche - Bluish (Animal Collective...
Since when
did being profound become superficial?
When did being always dejected replace being happy?
On top of spaghetti, All covered with cheese, I lost my poor meatball, When somebody sneezed.
It rolled off the table, And on to the floor, And then my poor meatball, Rolled out of the door.
It rolled in the garden, And under a bush, And then my poor meatball, Was nothing but mush.
The mush was as tasty As tasty could be, And then the next summer, It grew into a tree.
The tree was all covered,...
Am I so surprised
to see as many man-fairy sculptures on deviantArt?
Cue: Je suis vomir.
Romper Romp Romp
Romper and oxfords please.
Your Silence Vexes Me.
“Wounded” by Jay Reatard
Setting up shop
More involved than I had anticipated.
C’est pas amusant.
“Geranium kisser
Skin like silk and face like glass
Don’t confront me with my...”
– Dirty Projectors “Two Doves” (via x-mandabear)
I will
soon be hocketing.
Wotcher.
“So.
When the moon and stars all go to sleep to rub their electric blankets tender and morose over the little stubs of their scorching unfathomably temperate ligaments and oozing tendrils of pure heat,
I wonder if the people inside of those stars, are saying good night to each other
I wonder if they’ve got beds too… not the beds we think of. And they aren’t carbon based...
Etsy
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’m working on it.
