February 2012
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the more you try to see past the smoke and mirrors, the more smoke and the more mirrors there are to see— rather, realize.
and anything else that could be said is just a joke hanging in the air until someone laughs.
(that, of course, being said from a room of smoke and mirrors.)
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hahah
the universe’s best joke is irony.
thought for the day
i would like to start a ska band and play out my emotions in happy sounding horn melodies.
i played trumpet for a year in 6th grade,
and i also have a somewhat fanatical idea that i can do anything.
i just imagine Machiavelli quite literally sittin on top of a hill with a notebook and pen in hands and just observing the world with no emotion on his part and scribbling away at what he sees. and he’s just like “fuck it, you guys don’t want me to be a part of you so i’ll just write whatever i see and think. fuck caring about being cynical or evaluating morals and...
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i just want to know what the fuck life is about.
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i don’t wanna act tough
i don’t wanna say much
i just want to stand somewhere off to the siiiiide
i don’t want the world to end
i don’t want a girlfriend
i just want to have a laugh and not crrrrryyyyyyyeeye.
why are you hatin so much, inner monologue?
milk-eyed-mender:
It kills me a little knowing this entire song is probably on tape somewhere but we’ll undoubtedly never get to hear it.
:)
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The Sloth Sanctuary →
freakfolkforest:
permanently affected by my run-in with a sloth today
OH MY GOSH. the pictures.
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whatthafuckschool.
“All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naive. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my...
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i have burnt my thumb.
for shame.
played music with my sister tonight. soso good. i needed to do it. i just have to let something out. there’s just something inside me that i can’t keep swallowing. it’s just bursting and i think i’m finally okay with it. it just feels so heavy and the world and the air and i am all changing. it gets heavier and heavier and my eyes and my heart and my stomach feels it and i...
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