February 2012
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“Her one drink had Cecelia giggling and talking and she was explaining that...”
– Charles Bukowski (women)
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When people are like “that’s so funny”
And don’t laugh
Because its actually not funny
I don’t think it means what you think it means
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you know you’ve been smoking too much when you flick your ashes into your ashtray and it almost sets the cigarette butts sitting in there on fire
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Lazy Eye
I’m tired. You can tell me anything and I’ll listen like it’s the last time I’ll ever see you - because here, in this place, there is always something about to fall from the sky - about take the words inside me and scatter them all over the fucking place like dust, the kind of dust that sneaks up on you in your sleep (you don’t know...
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I learned how to play “Night After Night” by Laura Marling today. I mean
that’s not too much of an accomplishment considering Laura Marling is perfect but I’m pretty stoked about it
and another thing: I’ve decided to diagnose myself with Dysthymia/a cheery serving of General Anxiety Disorder on the side. AWWWWWW YEEEEEEEAH
but really abnormal psych is making me...
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On Valentine's day:
tyleroakley:
Me:
Person I love:
ACCURATE.
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