I've only just realized that June is barely over and I still have 2 more months of summer. This is moving too slow for my taste, I have a lot of shit to do but nothing is getting accomplished. My excitement has suddenly run out and I hope something new will come around soon. More and more I find myself just wanting to watch copious amounts of Showtime which has some of the best and worst movies right now. I just want to be alone, or no longer alone in a group of people.
I wrote this really kind of nice, not that bitchy post. But then today I remembered that you're a fucking asshole and don't deserve my civility, so fuck you asshole. also it looks like I wrote my last post when I was drunk, fail.
holy shit I've never wanted to punch to punch anyone in the face more then I do now. Does Patrick Wolf suddenly feel he is the gay messiah? Who is he? Fucking Bowie mixed with Kevin Barnes? UHHHHHHHHHHH. I don't even know what the video pisses me off so much
I just realized what a bitch fest this blog has become. If I wanted to be an emo cunt I would just go back to my xanga. Anways this is one of my all time favorite images:I found this on google like one or two years ago when the whole two-faced baby came about. I love it because of what's going on. The mom is basically saying "HERE, Here's my fucking weird ass baby, I know." In retrospect, the dad is like "WHOA, I AM JUST AS CONFUSED AS YOU ARE, WHAT THE FUCK" beautiful! Also, I downloaded the Beastie Boy's discography a couple weeks ago and I just realized they made some sort of weird instrumental jam c.d. It's completely awkward and keeps coming up on shuffle.
Mood music:
Best thing I've heard in a while. oh and they're playing pitchfork? This is like a fucking myth. The only thing that could be possibly better would be Jacob performing as BarkBarkBark. OH and my pitchfork tickets are in the mail? I can go die now, and then be resurrected for twp days of beautiful music and then I can die again.
I used to often wish to become the person I once was. The person I was in a past life. After a night of conscious dreaming, I decided to revisit that person. I realize now that the person, the one from my past life, was ridiculous. Not to say that who I am now isn't ridiculous, but, everything was so elevated. Everything was such a big deal. Maybe I'm jaded. Maybe I've grown up. The only detail of that person, the one that I once was, that I wish I could have back is the excitement. I want to be excited. I want to feel so elated that I have to tell everyone.
I've been awake for 27 hours that's a bit excessive
