February 2010
Sitting underneath my window- heat scolding my cheeks off- Georgi pint $4.75$- listening to a CD I made 7 fucking years ago. This is a sign ///
“I worry about you. Why? Because you want me to.”
January 2010
raccooner-deactivated20100715 asked: i drank gin a whole lot tonight isn't that an incredible achievement ishould crown myself.
“to save, press 9”
I Just spent 20 minutes transcribing a voicemail my Father left me 3 days ago.
”.. i know it’s hard up there girl.. remember? remember, because i’m the guy that lived in Detroit for a year and collected pop bottles to make rent. i know what you’re trying to do, and i’m not sure when to tell you to let it go. when i got out of the band ten years later, you have no...
“The free improvisations of the surrealists break down the artificial order and symmetry of the consciousness. In chaos, there is fertility. How difficult it is to be ‘sincere’ when each moment I must choose between five or six souls? Sincere according to which one, reconciled to which one?”
“For all the art of analysis consists in saying a truth only when the other is...”
“No ones daughter.
Allow me that.”
