September 2012
August 2012
When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb
Wait…what? Smoking is…it’s bad for me?? WHAT
Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas
Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas.
“The difference between art and life is that art is more bearable.”
—Charles Bukowski (via suiicune)
What's your favourite Dylan song?
To Ramona. I even just read the lyrics sometimes. It’s fucking beautiful.
A very minimal, beginners Dylan playlist if any of you assholes care. Some of the gems.
http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCDC1AA46E8B99D86&feature=mh_lolz
Highway 51 runs right by my baby’s door
If I don’t get the girl I’m loving
Won’t go down to Highway 51 no more
There’s like 300 of you wtf are you guys doing
A perfect equilibrium has been reached between goose bumps and sweat. Ideal weather—it’s as rare as an ideal mood nowadays. Imagine; perpetual perfection of ambiance. How pleasant, how fulfilling…how humdrum.
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue
- Checks self, continues to wreck self
“I like art, and by art I mean music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body, literature… All of this is art to me.”
—Hunter Reveur (via girlinlondon)
“I could sit on his face and it wouldn’t be awkward.”
—Eloise Forbes
In high school whenever someone would ask me if we needed a draft copy I would say “drafts are for the weak” and looking back it’s so true and…well, hilarious
In My Time Of Dyin'
Bob Dylan
Zeppelin’s version of In My Time of Dyin’ is fucking something but Dylan is……Dylan.
