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| | | our downfall ladies and gentleman |
Please stop making them rich by playing into their games, you keep saying their 15 minutes will be up soon. Well not if you keeping fucking bringing them on shit like this, it makes me furious that people like this have ANY say in anything, let alone are followed by millions of people. You want to get rid of them? Fucking simple...
IGNORE THEM.
these two people no longer exist to me, I wish the media would follow suit | | Tags: stuid fucking people with combined iq's of 60 |
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| | | feb 15 |
I’m sorry about the phone call and needing you.
Some decisions you don’t make,
I guess it’s like breathing and not wanting to.
there are some things that you can’t fake. | |
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| | | See I'm in love with everyone |
The amount of work I've had this week had been steady and over-whelming, just enough to curse at myself for thinking..hmm..english yes!sounds like a terrific major! It's exhausting but at the same time it feels oddly satisfying after you complete an assignment, a sort of weight lifts of you for a few hours before you have to settle back into the grind of more. It's rainy, cold, the kind of bleary hazy day that warrants just staying inside wrapped up in piles of blankets. The sky is this kind of steel colored grey that makes me wish for my dog and my favorite rainy day bands. I've survived the day, (work and then classes) and have finally escaped into my own little world, filled with sunshine yellow sheets, kevin devine and books that have absolutely nothing to do with school. The week has touched on everything from mourning a necklace that was very important, to planning baby showers, missing those who arent here, and wishing away some who are. It's been a long week, one that seems to have come full circle, I've had better and I've had worse so you'll hear no complaining from me...............
Less cute just came on, I'm feeling its needed to dance around a little to it, if only i had bubbles...maybe next time.... | |
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| | incredible |
to be lucky enough to have a voice like that..my god I couldnt imagine
edit; I realized this morning that the video wasn't showing up, how unacceptable! fixed = ) | |
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| | | double flame |
| "Poetry lets us touch the impalpable, and hear the tide of silence that covers a landscape devastated by insomnia." | | Tags: octavio paz |
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| | theory papers everywhere! |
| So, I have to do another paper for my theory class, and our professor is letting us do it on any type of multimedia we want, claiming everything can be viewed as a "text" Now I'm torn between using either the dear hunter or forgive durden's Razia's Shadow. I think it would be interesting to use music that showcases a story, that being said I feel like Razia's Shadow shadow might be easier, since there are actually videos of people preforming the musical and a presentation on our paper is expected, but I'm really not sure which one I should choose.... | |
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| | How quick the sun can, drop away... |
| I finally, finally saw pearl jam last night; my parents surprised me with a ticket! Let me just say they fucking killed it, and to see pearl jam close out the spectrum was awesome. They began the show by saying they were going to play for as long as they could and over the next four days would be trying to play every song they know. They played for almost three hours and did this great cover of love reign over me, and seeing so many people explode when they started playing black against the red wash of their light show was incredible. They played until the house lights came on, and even that didn’t stop them, they just played harder and louder. It was probably one of the best shows I’ve been to in a while, and definitely one of the best surprises I’ve ever gotten. Gotta love awesome parents | | Tags: spending tuesday with eddie vedder makes the week far better |
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| | its been a long night in philly |
This sent me reeling with nostalgia, for my friends from home, our tight knit, weird artistic group of people who held only each other in common. We were strange and so different from ourselves and everyone else around us, we didn’t go to football games, we spend nights tucked away uner the stars in someone’s back yard surrounding a bonfire and passing around guitars. Huge keggers and college parties never could or will replace the swell of happiness that used to overcome me while we were drenched in firelight. The oranges and yellows lent meaning to every song that was played and lyric sung, and brought us together in ways that only music, cheap beer and the impossibility of youth can. | |
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| | i fucking suck at talking |
calling over next door to see what they got but you would settle for anything that would make your brain slow down or stop
break this circle of thoughts you chase before they catch back up with you and your parents noticied your thinning face,
all the weight you lost— all the weight you are losing. you said,
“i’m done feeling like a skeleton no more sleep walking dead”
you’re going to wake from this coma you’re going to crawl from this bed you have made
and stop counting on that camera that hangs round your neck because it won’t ever remember what you choose to forget
as you try to find some source of light, try to name one thing you like, you used to have such a longer list
and light you never had to look for it but now it’s
so easy— it’s so easy to it’s so easy— it’s so easy
to second guess everything you do until all you want is all you want is to to finish this half empty glass before the ice all melts away
this feeling always used to pass
but seems like it’s every day it seems like it’s every night now. | | Tags: my english major roommate is hilarious |
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| | Your lungs fill with discourse |
loving the new tegan and sara, I have to admit I might be slightly bias Ive always really liked them. I'm especially digging the northshore, night watch combo in the middle, they sound really great together. Don't rush will probably become one of my favorites too. Next up is cartel, I'm kind of anxious, I used to love cartel and still think chroma is one of my favorite things ever. I consistently put it on when I'm having a shitty day, it makes me happy. I was really disappointed by the s/t, but I've heard good things so far about cycles. I've got an afternoon to kill and hopefully cartel will make my day.
edit; I forgot how much I like Will Pugh's voice. | | Tags: after paper relief makes wednesdays awesome |
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| | structuralism just isn't for me |
I thought that my theory class would make me a better writer, that it would help me gain more from the literature I already love. But the more the weeks drag by inside those four white walls of a class room, the less and less I actually believe that. They deconstruct and analyze to the point where I feel like there is almost nothing left, they strip the words until they lose all meaning and anything that makes them special. It's an over generalization to say that all of the theories I've learned so far make me feel this way, but structuralism makes me cringe. It presents the idea that language is a system, something that dictates us, and we are in essence owned by that structure. Now, maybe I misunderstood, I will admit to getting dizzily lost in the way that only a student can somewhere inside the first hour and a half of the lecture. ( my professor is especially long winded and speaks in a monotone.. not exactly the ideal for teaching a material heavy theory class) This theory, it has my head spinning. I hate the idea that there is some ingrained limitation inside of writing. I have to say I don't agree with this at all. In fact I think it's so far from the truth that it's laughable.
I'm not sure about anyone else and it would be very presumptions of me to try to speak for other writers, but one of the things I love about writing is being able to create, and knowing that they are my words, thoughts, feelings and absolutely no one else's. No one can claim ownership, they are mine and mine alone. It's something that no one could take away from me, I want to make it mine, to bend it and pull it, turn it inside itself. I want every syllable to belong to me. My favorite authors do this, and there are people here who do this every day, those that make me feel the sentiment behind their words so completely I can't tell where mine ends and theirs begin. I say write to break the system, breath your prose, break boundaries and own every single fucking word. So here's to all the authors that have brought me closest to breaking the limitations, hopefully they'll continue to inspire me to break some of my own one day. | | Tags: stupid english shit from a pissed off student |
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| | its never enough |
| No computer, no time, no post. I've got a few things to say just bare with me while I get my shit together. | |
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