February 2011
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Feb 1st
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I don't understand why there is a life insurance...
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Feb 1st
January 2011
122 posts
Jan 31st
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Listensoul meets body by death cab for cutie I do...
Jan 31st
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Jan 31st
Jan 31st
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Jan 31st
Jan 29th
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Jan 29th
Jan 28th
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Listencalendar girl by stars
Jan 28th
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Jan 28th
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calendar girl
if I am lost for a day try to find me, but if i don’t come back, then i won’t look behind me. all of the things i thought were so easy just got harder and harder each day. december is darkest, and june is the light. but this empty bedroom won’t make anything right. and out on the landing, a friend i forgot to send home who waits up for me all through the night. chorus: calendar...
Jan 27th
Jan 27th
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one exam done, one to go.
asdfghjk actually so exhausted from these last 2 weeks of cramming and culminating projects. can I just graduate already? okay. 
Jan 27th
Jan 27th
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Listencast no shadow by oasis Bound with all the weight...
Jan 27th
Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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waste of paint
I have a friend, he’s mostly made of pain. He wakes up, drives to work and straight back home again. He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper, I thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record cover. And I tried to tell him he had a sense of color and composition so magnificent. And he said, “Thank you, please, But your flattery - It’s truly not becoming me. Your eyes are...
Jan 25th
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“Cause life is fleeting, yeah, but I love you. and my love surrounds you like an...”
Jan 25th
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Jan 25th
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Jan 25th
my-pen-is-a-pistola asked: Favorite Bright Eyes/ Conor Oberst song?
Jan 25th
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Jan 25th
I'm always afraid that there are terrible things...
of all the times I was in your presence, I never once suspected that your mind was such a broken place. remembering this has rendered me nothing short of paranoid. ignorance is bliss, but not forever. bliss, like all good things, must end. 
Jan 25th
Jan 24th
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“there’s a ghost in my lungs, and it sighs in my sleep, wraps itself around...”
Jan 24th
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Listenturnpike ghost by steel train I want to live like...
Jan 24th
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Jan 24th
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Jan 23rd
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there’s glass shattering inside my head and I’m wincing at the sound, because where the noise once held me prisoner - now all I hear is silence. something is breaking, and it isn’t me — something is fading away, and I just don’t want it to be you. you weren’t my first thought this morning, and now I feel so cruel. there’s clocks ticking inside my brain...
Jan 23rd
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I don't wanna be found, so when you get home I'm...
Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Listenyour ex-lover is dead by stars this scar is a...
Jan 23rd
“I write because if I don’t I will explode. I will start banging my head against...”
– Camille Moffat (Why Write?)
Jan 23rd
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Jan 22nd
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the reason that I don’t say how I feel is the same reason I choose to write it down. It’s all so much more beautiful in my head, or just simply unspoken — before it’s defaced by the science of sound. Before it gets drained through the sifters of judgement, it can float around behind my eyes being harmless to everybody aside from myself. I like it that way. and I think that...
Jan 22nd
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all I'm saying is that there has to be something...
more than lockers and hallways and teachers who don’t believe in us. even more than graduating and going to college, getting a job and having children because we’re supposed to. I used to think maybe I was supposed to write a book, help someone feel less alone. I used to believe in the divine coincidence of finding people when you need them most. I try not to think so much anymore.
Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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the most important thing I learned on Tralfamadore...
He is still very much alive in the past, so it is very silly for people to cry at his funeral. All moments, past, present, and future, always have existed, always will exist. The Tralfamadorians can look at all the different moments just the way we can look at a stretch of the Rocky Mountains, for instance. They can see how permanent all the moments are, and they can look at any moment that...
Jan 20th
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I'm reading slaughterhouse five
and thaaaat is the reason for all the kurt vonnegut spam :3
Jan 20th
Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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“There was nothing I could do about it. As an Earthling, I had to believe...”
– Slaughterhouse Five by Kurt Vonnegut
Jan 19th
Jan 19th
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No art is possible without a dance with death
Jan 19th
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No art is possible without a dance with death
Jan 19th