February 2010
People
Andrew Jackson Jihad
Andrew Jackson Jihad - People
People are wasteful, they waste all the food
People are hateful, and people are rude
But god I love some people sometimes
Because people are very, very special
And people are impatient, they don’t know how to wait
People are selfish, people are prone to hate
But god I love some people sometimes
Because people are the greatest thing to happen
People are people regardless of skin
People are people regardless of creed
People are people regardless of gender
People are people regardless of anything
People are my religion because I believe in them
People are my enemies and people are my friends
I have faith in my fellow man
And I only hope that he has faith in me
someone hacked into my facebook and sent mean things to my girlfriend. they attack her on formspring, and then through my facebook. if only they had better ways to spend their time, something more fufilling in their lives than unwarranted grudges. maybe one day they will stop, or not. 200 people were killed in another earthquake yesterday, im not too worried about my facebook, go ahead and have it.
Right on Derek, Right on.
“I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger than reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”
—Anaïs Nin
Play
Listen
Those to Come » The Shins
Eyeless in the morning sun you were
Pale and mild, a modern girl
Taken with thought, still prone to care
Making tea in your underwear
You went out in the yard to find
Something to eat and clear your mind
Something bad inside me went away
Quaking leaves and broken light
Shifting skin the coming night
The bearers of all good things arrive
Climb inside us, twist and cry
A kiss on your molten eyes
Myriad lives like blades of grass
Yet to be realized, bow as they pass
They are cold,
Still,
Waiting in the ether,
To form,
Feel,
Kill,
Propagate,
Only to die
Dissolve
Magically,
Absurdly,
They’ll end,
Leave,
Dissipate,
Coldly
And strangely
Return
“When there’s so much beauty in the world sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid life.”
—American Beauty
“Your own words are the bricks and mortar of the dreams you want to realize. Your words are the greatest power you have. The words you choose and use establish the life you experience.”
—Sonia Croquette
Princess Bride
Cloud Cult
Princess Bride » Cloud Cult
Now this Is what I call a formspring pest:
If you move to Portland you’ll be back in Michigan all broke and homeless within 6 months you basic bitch.Too bad I have twelve thousand dollars.
And you’ll spend all of that on drugs you junkie bitch.SOOOO TRUE.
I’ll make sure to take and extra hit off the crack pipe just for you! XOXO ^__^
I’m a free basic bitch, baby.
