May 2013
3 posts
Just read this sentence in the International...
“Films simulating film already simulation simulating the social already simulation.”
April 2013
28 posts
Everyone in the NRA deserves to be shot.
Hey, all ten of you that follow me, I made a new tumblr. I’m very proud of it. Please check it out at therealityof.tumblr.com
Thank you.
I never noticed this before, but KoRn doesn’t have any guitar solos, ever. No wonder I hate them (solos).
Oops I stayed up until 3 listening to KoRn and reading about nu-metal on wikipedia again
Someone seriously needs to make a mash-up of KoRn’s “Kill You” and Dannii Minogue’s “All I Wanna Do.” SERIOUSLY. They’re perfect for each other.
5 tags
March 2013
10 posts
“I intend to have footloose escapades as long as frontiers stay open.”
– Truman Capote (via theparisreview)
Marriage is gay.
hugging people who are shorter than you and resting your chin on their heads ◕‿◕
hugging people who are your height and resting your chins on each other’s shoulders (◕‿◕✿)
hugging people who are taller than you and resting your head against their chests (✿◠‿◠)
hugging (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ
Anonymous asked: Y U U?
“The ambition of each image and metaphor is to redescribe the world, or, more...”
– Charles Simic (via poetryeater)
Dus N E 1 wAnT 2 B my IRL gf?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
“Once upon a time there lived a girl. She slept in a lovely little cottage made...”
– Angle Chase from My So-Called Life (via captainstefanie)
February 2013
1 post
January 2013
4 posts
they cruisin, they hatin, they
try to catch me white and lonely
tenuous relationships
a signed 8x10 gloss signed by anton lavey hanging in a san antonio mcdonald’s classic.
long haired albino twins wearing black rubber body suits playing keyboard in a darkwave project. a midget in blackface is the dj.
a store that sells used condoms as souvenirs to gay men and teenage girls visiting the tenderloin district in San Francisco.
a potpurri vendor in santa fe, new mexico turns...
December 2012
3 posts
dance
perform a dance ritual
around a screaming fire
kick up dust with your heels
whooping all the while
this is the dance of youth and of the aged
the dance of years, the dance of days
to abstain is to forfeit vitality
this dance begs the land, sky and sea
so dance, dance, dance
with me
holpern, the girl
spake verily by heralds of black moontide offerings:
I
vertue of plagues
eyen what is naught
boughes of the sycamore
together was fraught
Y-clad by the night
in darkness once dronke
thusly spurred and smite
upon the bottome bunk
II
i begge of thee a purse
a thurible most shined
away like the nightingale
a daughter did pine
for a thimble of blood
spilt upon cloth
the onset of...
make a big noise
make a big noise
in the dead of night
to remember you are alive
November 2012
3 posts
bedframe
I rest my head back against the bars of a bedframe. It is a bed for guests in my parents’ house. I am a guest. I am utterly incapable of bedding myself. For this reason and many others I feel shame. The shame mixes with anxiety and despair and becomes unbearable. I wish I had some marijuana.
