I’ve been wanting to for some time, take a kind of inventory of everything I own and such.
Like pictures and a few notes. I feel like I’m going to start this soon, maybe.
I’ll probably start with the things on my desk, and then the floor, and slowly move across my room.
This will probably help me to clean it up, too.
April 2010
29 posts
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Such Small Hands
La Dispute
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I am really starting to dig them. Especially this album.
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Haiku I wrote today.
I can write for days
and days, yet I still can’t find
the right words to say.
After reading this, I thought of one in the shower;
Had I have been born
a Tyrannosaurus-Rex
things would be different.
In case it gets away from us
Don’t pull it close,
the damage revealed the cost
And it wasn’t worth it,we’re all going to hell
love is not the answer,
you ass.
This is weird because, well, I post a lot of stuff “private”, and I thought maybe one of them I forgot to check it off. This would have been the perfect response to it.
I’m going to pretend it was, because it makes me feel better :P
“Once upon a time there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. And they grew next to each other. And every day the straight tree would look at the crooked tree and he would say, “You’re crooked. You’ve always been crooked and you’ll continue to be crooked. But look at me! Look at me!” said the straight tree. He said, “I’m tall and I’m straight.” And then one day the lumberjacks came into the forest and looked around, and the manager in charge said, “Cut all the straight trees.” And that crooked tree is still there to this day, growing strong and growing strange.”
—Kneller, Wristcutters: A Love Story (via movieoftheday)
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