January 2012
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December 2011
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November 2011
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nonfragility asked: well if you dont like roller-skating, bubble-blowing purple kangaroo searching for his dear friend Ernesto on the moon WHAT DO YOU LIKE! :)
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IF YOU ASK ME A QUESTION. . .
I will answer it.
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Anonymous asked: <p>earl is free! did you hear tyler talking about it on twitter?!?!?!</p>
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Watchdolphinlife:
Eat It Up.
JAsper the FUCKin Dolphin!!
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October 2011
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that morning.
I was tired that day. I sat in my first class and stared at the board, but I wasn’t listening to whoever was standing next to it and talking so damn much. The girl two seats ahead was really cute. I couldn’t focus on anything, so I just sketched the classroom. Except everyone sitting in their seats, I drew as a zombie. Except for the really cute girl. I just drew her how she was. Or...
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September 2011
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my mistake.
I stood outside, barefoot, that hot afternoon. I stood on the sidewalk in front of my porch and let the sun’s rays beat down on my bare back, and I blew cigarette smoke up at the blue sky. A man approached me and nodded as he walked by and go into the apartment we share a porch with. Our new neighbors had arrived. Later that day, I went outside again to get some air and smoke another...
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my head
i can’t get my head straight sometimes. i dont want to do anything sometimes; i’m fighting for time to myself. i want to sit around and smoke and write, but i have to go shovel bullshit every night at a fucking thai restaurant. at least i get free food.
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August 2011
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“In a way, it was sort of depressing, too, because you kept wondering what the...”
– Holden Caulfield (Catcher in the Rye)
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..i’m so tired of basic bitches.
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Hot Ass Beat Clap x100
mr-whats-his-face:
Tyler The Creator
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swag me the FUCK out
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July 2011
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Monogamy is logically impractical.
June 2011
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“Me, I didn’t mean anything. About anything, or to anyone. And I knew that...”
May 2011
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If we live in a world of perception, then is NOTHING REAL? Is perection itself, reality?
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i had to do it.
Truth is, after I met you, I thought I finally understood what being in love is. And in a way, I did learn what being in love is through you, but not by actually falling in love. My return home was overwhelmed by thoughts of you and everything I saw you as, and then when I’d close my eyes I would see only photographs of events that had taken place during that week. When I would finally fall...
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that's when i knew.
And there she sat in the passenger seat of my car. The windows were down and her hair was blowing gently around the top of her head. My radio was up just loud enough for us to hear the slow guitar riff coming from the speakers, and it was at that moment that I decided I could be happy right there, forever.
We talked about music, and we talked about people and places, about politics, and about...
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Questions Today.
Why do there have to be SO MANY bad drivers in this town? Why do I feel like I’m not being given a fucking chance? And what is it with handicapped people and going to the mall? EVERY day?? Why???
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sluts.
i like sluts. but only the sluts who are aren’t afraid to admit it. you know why? because they aren’t even sluts! women who are called sluts are just women who view sex in the same way most men do. and that’s awesome.
i hate sluts who are in denial though…because they probably have justifications set up for all of their life’s many fuck-ups.
April 2011
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Spreading the werd yo
>Have you ever read the bible?
>Maybe I have, maybe I haven’t. What’s it to you?
>CAN you read, my son?
>Well that depends, can you go FUCK yourself?
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He said "Why do you party so much?"
“Because fuck you,” I replied.
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Everytime we Speak
I loose more respect for you and your friends.
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Another Dimension?
It was over before I came to this place, just dead and gone…maybe even, never really was. Either way, it wasn’t this way, this time. She was here with me, and we were hanging out in my room with some new friends I had met here. We sat around on my bed, but then she slid over and pushed up close to me, and she lied her head on my shoulder. And after awhile, everyone got up and left,...