December 2011
58 posts
Anonymous asked: (:>{|)3 top #1 blog usa. no question.
Anonymous asked: twat are youu doing fer newyears?
He likes ‘em real thick in the head and thin in the pants with deep pockets, gold lockets, Peter Pan collars, and plenty of room on the table for all his two-faced dollars. He’s got a pokerface from outer space, and a voice for radio. He’s a regular Renaissance Marlboro Cadbury Cream dreamsicle man with a plan and a key to the city and a carton of eggs and a way with knives. He...
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ACADEMIC GHETTOIZATION
Puerile ping-pong.
My shadow may function autonomously ‘til I expire in the refrigerator door, but you’ll be a child when you die, no matter how long you live.
Anonymous asked: weeeeeeed.
Anonymous asked: cans I smoke sum bowls wth yew??????
WatchHis mantra is “balloons”.
He was always doing that. It means nothing except that he is doing it, for now.
Anonymous asked: you are da bubbah.
yeah
whatever
WatchAphraim hates this so much I printed out every frame and made it into a book called Across 110th Street. I’m giving it to him for Christmas.
Not really though.
You know when someone’s sort of petting you, sometimes there’s this funny little moment when their mind abandons the task and now they’re just wearing out a hangnail on you, idly grazing the jagged bit across your skin. And you wanna go, “Hey, numb nuts, that hurts.” But if you get a look at their face, you realize no one’s home and they don’t even notice...
pizzamullet asked: you need to go to the tumblr of panty-christ and scroll down a bit. it wouldn't let me post a link in this ask. but i'm pretty sure the girl is copping yer steez. and by steez i mean writing. i felt deja puke as i read it. because it felt like you. or am i crazy?
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Not magic at all.
I wonder if you know what a heap of dog shit you are. I think that you don’t, and never will.
Anonymous asked: so, do you often imagine yourself being punched repeatedly in the face? stumbling to your purse and taking every remaining Seroquel, hoping to just fucking die? you awaken to your stomach being pumped and you're fucking pissed. oh, and you're committed for a month (in this particular scenario)
I had a dream that I got shot in the chest right over my heart, but I didn’t die. I just kept getting a little bit of blood all over every shirt I put on.
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If someone would disable my text-posting privileges and I just re-blogged everything in my ‘likes’, my tumblr would be a lot more like heaven, whereas right now it’s more like Compton or some industrial city in Indiana that’s full of stray dogs and so much smog it turns the snow grey.
Been feeling so goth all day ‘til I took off my tights and threw them in the trash can at work.
Anonymous asked: what the fukk is up
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Sadness and urgency.
montelljordanslowjamz-deactivat asked: What is it like being a hipster who heard of Keith Buckley in 2010?
There’s a nondescript white guy who’s one of the small handful of people in my building who smokes. Once while huddled under the awning with the other smokers, I heard him talking about how he hates the Beatles (“because it’s drivel”). When I asked him what kind of music he preferred, he said “mushroom jazz”. He has turntables at home and he and his wife...
Solange > Beyonce
Anonymous asked: If you had to trade your greatest talent for another one, what would you trade for?
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I had a dream that I stole your boyfriend in the meat department of the grocery store, which is of course ridiculous, but somehow it just happened, and he wrote ” I ♥ U” in black Sharpie on his hand. I tried to write “Me 2” on mine, but I kept writing it so illegibly, he was like, “What?” So I said, “Ugh, me too, even though I barely know you and I think...
I dreamed last night there was a zombie apocalypse, and I was one of the last women on Earth. As such, I was elected one way or another to flee and create a new human civilization. I was chased up a very high tree, teetering at the top like a frog on a tall blade of grass, and I was being hosed down with the “essence” of one of the last men on Earth, not present. And I just sat there...
