a series of questions i have asked and statements i have said to one of my online friends
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what was it like when you drove for the first time. you speak about driving and your old car as if they were psychic mediums and i'm very curious about that
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i love how you phrase things and speak about your life as if you were an ancient monk spouting poetry
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i believe that to be a complete and utter freak is to be free. you are unburdened by societal expectations and can flourish beautifully when around other freaks. that's why we have tumblr
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if i saw trent reznor screaming in front of me (covered in mud) i would have some sort of religious awakening. the obsessions and compulsions would be worse i'll tell you that
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i'd love to live in the 80s-90s but i feel that the level of connectivity and the accessibility of things with modern technology is nice. i'm aware that it was available, albeit primitive, but that just doesn't compare--but then again, to live in an era where you're not constantly being advertised to and marketed to would be nice. finding other fans of a band w/o the ease of connectivity via modern social media must've been fun. you could still have all of those great experiences now, of course, but it just wouldn't be the same.
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how's the room cackling going on your end. i'm having so fun snickering to myself over here
i have a tendency to giggle to myself about things and i fear it makes me look unwell
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drunk and frenzied is such a delightful combination of words
that's an excellent description for many things
i like to think that whenever we speak i'm replying to something you've said but i don't know how true that is. i think i've forgotten how to conversate
i refuse to condense anything into a few words it pains me greatly
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do you think that jim morrison fit any of those descriptors (fast, objective, all at once) because i cannot decipher whatever he meant by the crystal ship
but of course poetry and lyrics have the ability to be as vague as they please
analyzing things based on what is there, what isn't, and then what you could interpret based on those two aforementioned things is beautiful and truly magical
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thank you _____. think getting over it would probably work for me. i hold onto a thousand things constantly that i really shouldn't and it makes me a little miserable. looking forward to the day i wake up and that all fades away
that probably comes with age too, you either forget those grievances or they seem really inconsequential and stupid in the end
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you shouldve been born in '52 i don't see why the world had to complicate such a simple thing
but then again you're in the era of slash fics on ao3 so it all worked out
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my muse is both myself and everyone i've known. i like borrowing aspects from various people and fitting them together into something. its a strange puzzle
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(on spongebob popsicles)
oh i used to love those popsicles because he'd make the most fucked up facial expressions ever. who knew gumball eyes could convey such terror
