April 2010
19 posts
Things:
Things I’m growing increasingly tired of as my day progresses:
-The car alarm outside that the owner seems to be ignoring.
-Flooding pictures of shitty pop bands.
-My own overwhelming cynicism.
-This narcissistic GPOYW trend.
-Fatigue.
Things that are awesome today:
-Seinfeld just came on.
-The Jimmy Dean commercial where the dad in the sun costume is singing about making...
March 2010
21 posts
He knows there’s worse things than being alone. I’ve learned to retreat at the...
– Bright Eyes’ “Let’s Not Shit Ourselves (To Love & Be Loved)” (via woahhhitspuja)
Can I get a goddamn timpani roll?
New song collaboration.
Gabriella and I did a new collaboration song called, “The Euphoric State.” It’s on her page: Myspace.com/TippyPekoe
So yeah, check that jam out! I’m really happy with how it turned out so I hope you dig too!
My friend Shane shot a music video for me. This isn’t it because it’s not yet done being edited but here’s a video he did as well from a show in December last year. Hope you dig.
Well Dad you know how much I love to yell, ‘Ready, Aim,...
– Hank motherfucking Hill.
fuckyou :]
photographthesun:
imissmyboyfriendlikecrazyeventhoughhehasonlybeengoneforafewhoursandwillonlybegon
onenightiveneversleptwithouthimexceptforjustoncebutididnthavetoworkinthemorningsoitwasokaybecauseisawhim
wheniwokeupiamsosadandloneyimissmybabycrycrycrycrycrycrycrycrycrycry
Pussy.
Just kidding I like you.
Crows.
I am your ache, I am your pain, I am your restless leg, I devour a just blame. I gather dirt beneath my nails from wrestling a jackal punishing off your nerve, perhaps I do not love myself enough to assemble that which you deserve. I am a thorn, I am a gale of what was once, I strand us in tundra. I shake your avalanche, I melt your glacier in the palm of my hand. Lips painted with snow, cold...
my soul still sings the song we both once wrote together
– -sigur ros (via elevenmeetseleven)
Viðrar Vel Til Loftárása er mjög falleg :)
You! (American population)
I don’t care who you are or what you’ve done…
Just don’t put the “our” at the end of color or in favorite like it’s some kind of trendy new slang. That’s not yours, it’s Britain’s you thief! I used to live there and even I don’t have the stones to try and pull that shit off.
And you, Madonna…