Şubat 2011
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alternatively i could just throw another party in my basement this friday
Ocak 2011
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sometimes, when i listen to music, in my head i transform the sounds into architecture. i create sonic rooms and structures:
some rococo, some minimalist, some painted chrome. some imbued with glimmering light.
VI. And travellers now within that valley, Through the red-litten windows, see Vast forms that move fantastically To a discordant melody ; While, like a rapid ghastly river, Through the pale door, A hideous throng rush out forever, And laugh—but smile no more.
—poe, the fall of the house of usher
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hey, cool kid - cloud nothings
Anonim şunu sordu: describe your mood right now as detailed as you can xx
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awful family supper au restaurant :/ →
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i’m so inspired to create a film. i think i’m going to. it’s going to be called Primavera and be about these 6 people who realise how mundane their lives are and so they go insane together and fall into a mixture of dreamscapes and living recklessly. entering the spring of their life after a long unwitting winter. and in the closing scene they’ll be in a lush forest...
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cockblocked from seeing somewhere by my parents for my ‘insolent attitude’.
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i'm throwing an insomnia party
you’re all invited
no but really this insomnia party will end up being me alone for 3 more hours watching french 60s films
i’ve been doing that for 2 hours already
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can’t sleep.
:| :| :|
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when shitty photos of forests with triangle...
it is time to consider your life and your options.
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sometimes i want to run outside and just run forever until i’m in the prairies or something and get caught in a snowbank and just be frozen there in the most desolate place i can imagine staring glassily upwards with snowdrifts whirling in a sky that looks like tarnished silver
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my bruises are still there, they itch like fuckers but when i touch them they hurt like worse fuckers.
the icicles rimming my house are sharp enough to please your mum. or impale an impala.
i’m pretty sure someone told me sunday night that i looked like an impala .. whatever that means.
sorry i haven’t posted anything good recently, my laptop is broken.
i’m going to watch...
ohourhearts şunu sordu: You're still Drunkan and I love you for it.
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bangst:
(v.)
to fuck away angst.
to explode from the sheer amount of angst bottled inside the brain.
(n.) the angst of loneliness God had at the beginning of time in the void, that resulted in him yelling ‘fuck this shit’ and causing the Big Bang.