i mastered the subtle art of blogging on myspace, does that make me cool? .
if you would like to read my poetry plz follow
i backpacked the southeast
entering into the holiest churches and homes.
singing songs about god-given guilt and shame
crying each night for the glory of the unseen and the unknown
and i still don’t see and i still don’t know
And you were too busy steering the conversation toward the Lord
to hear the voice of the Spirit, begging you to shut the fuck up.
When people quote The Perks of Being A Wallflower, why do they quote things like “And in that moment, I swear we were infinite,” or “We accept the love we think we deserve,” when there are gems like this.
- Interviewer: There's one thing that's interesting about your books. I noticed that you write women really well and really different. Where does that come from?
- George R.R. Martin: You know, I've always considered women to be people.
dont fucking shame people for not reading for pleasure
some people have concentration-issues
some people have other hobbies
and some people just dont fucking like reading alright
shut the fuck up and sit down
Modest Mouse // Cowboy Dan
He drove the desert, fired his rifle in the sky
And says, “God if I have to die you will have to die”
do you ever hear a line in a song and it’s just so painfully clever you just sit there in shock for the remainder of the song
Falling In Love With Your Best Friend by Paul Baribeau
And i wanted to call you or just show up at your house or something, even though i knew it wouldn’t make me feel any better.
wrote a song tonite from a poem i wrote a while back.
I backpacked the south east.
Entering into the holiest churches
And homes, singing songs
About god-given guilt and shame,
Crying each night for the glory
Of the unseen and unknown.
And I still don’t see;
And I still don’t know.