Is a fucking pain. need to buy antoher gun more needles and ink. thats like 2000$ right there for the shit i want. im going to just roll a joint and draw…
This is what real friendship looks like.
im god damn almost 20 and i still play this game.
n. frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone—spending the first few weeks chatting in their psychological entryway, with each subsequent conversation like entering a different anteroom, each a little closer to the center of the house—wishing instead that you could start there and…
It’s a little eerie and very sad, but here you go.
Gonna reblog this every so often because I think with the amount of people who post/reblog King Park lyrics, it’s not a bad idea to at least know the whole story behind it.
- Candide, by Voltaire (via wanduring)
- Jordan Dreyer, 2007 (via laa-dispute)
Mihoko Ogaki - Milky Ways: Breath (2009) - Inspired by zen ideas of life after death
n. a moment that felt innocuous at the time but ended up marking a diversion into a strange new era of your life—set in motion not by a series of jolting epiphanies but in the tiny imperceptible differences between one ordinary day and the next, until entire years of your memory can be compressed into a handful of indelible images—which prevents you from rewinding the past, but allows you to move forward without endless buffering.