[Photos are from Bones Daily]
Hahaha, I made this too, apparently…
Research Paper on the Cuban Missile Crisis + Too Many Humphrey Bogart Movies + Procrastination = This.
I mentioned this thing I wrote a long time ago—in that I wrote it a long time ago, and I mentioned it a long time ago, but I don’t think I ever put it up. I finally got around to deleting my old MySpace account (because I never use it anymore), but before I did I saved a lot of the stuff from its blog to my computer. So some of the stuff I put up there might find its way over here. So it’s a heads up.
wants to be something to someone. likes faint things--faint scents and soft colors and intimations of things, traces of emotions and so on. likes warmth. thinks too much. psychs herself out. is repelled by competition. is not living so much as just killing time, to paraphrase thom yorke. reads like there's no tomorrow. feels like a coincidence. shows her admiration with irreverence. will watch any movie and all movies. doesn't understand herself. realizes the absurdity of the situation.
