dont look down.: This song. →
jamesandrew: Sweet Jesus I swear that I love you No matter what the chariot says I’m biased and by this I’ll judge you On weakness wrapped up in my own innocence And I think that’s fine My God, you look so much different From mirrors you looked like a fool Your skin tastes much better with aging Not sweet…
Don't want to live in the now, don't want to know...
I’m so god damned indecisive. I’m never content. I want more. I want better. I want to go farther. these are my daily thoughts about music. I wish sometime it would stop and I could say “I know what I want, and I have all the ability to do what I want. and I’m not afraid to do anything.” someday.
life goes by way faster than you ever think. 7th grade was over 3 years ago. I feel like I’ve accomplished more in the last 6 months than I have the past 4 years.
elisacox: don’t let me drink. np.
I’m such a fucking angry person lately. I just want it to go away. I want this to go away. the only way I can ever begin to feel a little bit better is to bitch it all out. which sucks. I need to get over this. okay. done.
six gallery fucking rules.
say hello to the rock’s topography it holds quite a lot of interest with your face down on it say hello to the shrinking in your head you cant see it but you know its there, so don’t neglect it i’m taking her home with me, all dressed in white she’s got everything i need; pharmacy keys she’s fallen hard for me; i can see it in her eyes she acts just like a nurse with...
morning gray ignites a twisted mess of foreign shapes and sounds i wish the ceiling was the ground i'll send you flowers made of silent tiny pieces of the sun to help me make up for this one while you send me tidal waves of love when you're alone and i can't remember what you do to find a way to turn the signal back to heaven sounding blue and bring me faithful back to you and she don't hold me...
I fucking hate you. I fucking hate you. god damnit, get the fuck out and stay out. I never see you and you’re fucking things up for me. what the fuck logic is that? it’s all in my head. what the fuck is wrong with me? I have such animalistic instincts. I really wish I could just get the fuck over it. but no. I’m the overprotective, over thinking, worry wart who gets so...
elisacox: zack hames is my best friend. All...
Oh, my tounges the only muscle in my body that works harder then my heart.– (via leannaperry)
just keep calm, and count to ten. it’ll all be over soon.
no one fucking gets it,
and no one ever fucking will. I don’t even know what to say about it. music is fucking hard.
I wish it was cold during the day, and warm at night. My life would be fucking perfect. winter days and summer nights = best of both worlds.
Bandcamp is really cool!
Today begins Chapter 3 for the life of the author and the illustrator. Cliff quit the band today. it went a little something like “I feel like it’s my time to quit because I am hardly available, and only on the weekends can I even do anything. Also I haven’t felt very welcomed lately.” I hate the fact that he quit, but I hate even more that I understand why he quit. ...
COME ON, LIFE GIVE ME SOMETHING TO DO TODAY.
Every single time I think I’ve got it, I’m kicked back down a hole and forced to climb back up. When you make music, you’re supposed to make something different. What’s the point of creating what’s already here? It’s just a waste of space. now, being different for the sake of different, is not the right thing to do. You have to make the kind of music that...
Far Beyond These Fake Fluorescent Skies: From a... →
leannaperry: “Awareness is about unlearning. It is the recognition that you don’t know as much as you thought you knew.” There are 5 levels of awareness. 1) All humans experience the first level of awareness at birth. That is when you first become aware that you exist. 2) You understand that other people… levels 1-4 are incredibly true. fuck. this is crazy. I am going to read this.
you absorb everything around you to the point of near explosion.– a sun entering Red Dwarf stage.
you don’t always know which direction you’re headed, but...– a boat.
you catch peoples’ attention and they want to follow it because...– a shiny reflection.