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never gets old →
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O em gee…playing with tumblr on my phone can cause trouble. Delete!
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April 2010
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i love
my ipod so fucking much.
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Carelessness.
Playboy: What made you decide to go into rock and roll music?
Bob Dylan: Carelessness. I lost my one true love. I started drinking. I wind up in Phoenix. I get a job as a Chinaman. I start working in a dime store, and move in with a 13-year-old girl. Then this big Mexican lady from Philadelphia comes in and burns the house down. I go down to Dallas. I get a job as a “before” in Charles Atlas “before and after” ad. I move in with a delivery boy who can cook fantastic chili and hot dogs. Then this 13-year-old girl from Pheonix comes and burns the house down. The next thing I know I’m in Omaha. It’s cold there, by this time I’m robbing my own bicycles and frying my own fish. I move in with a high school teacher who also does a little plumbing on the side, who ain’t much to look at, but who’s built a special kind of refrigerator that can burn newspaper into lettuce. Everything’s going good until that delivery boy shows up and tries to knife me. Needless to say, he burned the house down, and I hit the road. The first guy that picked me up asked me if I wanted to be a star. What could I say?
Feb 1st
i'm really
sad all the time and i don’t know what to do about it.
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“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”
– Ray Bradbury (via artpixie) (via atomicblonde) (via oneay) (via ilovereadingandwriting)
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she was distant yet complacent. almost like a wild flower swimming in the wind. far from home she was pleased in knowing that she didn’t have a home to go back to. how queer! how could someone be so happy in knowing that what was once their home is now a battlefield? or nothing left at all. for years she loved you and yet she knew that loving you would cause pain. a tear in the fabric of...
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