1. 2 years ago 

   ey geoff seeing caribou and toro y moi on may 12 r u jeluz or what

2. 2 years ago 
   plz do not watch
3. Notes: 1 / 2 years ago 

   “There’s nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don’t live up until their death. They don’t honor their own lives, they piss on their lives. They shit them away. Dumb fuckers. They concentrate too much on fucking, movies, money, family, fucking. Their minds are full of cotton. They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. Their brains are stuffed with cotton. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Play them the great music of the centuries and they can’t hear it. Most people’s deaths are a sham. There’s nothing left to die.”

   -Charles Bukowski

4. Notes: 1 / 2 years ago 

   what has haiti ever dun 4 me
5. 2 years ago 
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   Weed Hounds - Save Me From My Lethargy

   

6. 2 years ago 
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   Starfucker - Biggie Smalls

7. 2 years ago 

   posting old songs don’t h8 me

8. Notes: 3 / 2 years ago 
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   Neon Indian - Mind, Drips (Mirror People Remix)

   

9. 2 years ago 

   A Conversation With Dr. Seussicide

   Under a red sky, I told her, “I want to die”
   And how I cry with no concrete reason why
   and have bad dreams every night, or every other night.
   
   I feel sickly, like I am lost at sea.
   And all the girls I used to know are high on ecstasy,
   and they’re much happier than me, I think.
   
   She told me things would pass,
   like the girls who smoke the grass,
   like huffing gas out in the dried-up meadow grass,
   under stars that shine like glass in the sun.
   
   And she said, “Would you shoot me in the head?”
   We shot the breeze and had malt liquor instead.
   Passed out together in the shed or the bed - I don’t recall.
   
   I said: “What better way to put myself in my place?
   What better way to get out of this goddamn place?
   Sometimes I feel like I’m stuck in this fucking place.
   What better way to put myself in my place?”
   
   She said: “Broken hearts are easy to hide.
   Broken hearts are easy to ignore.
   see, when you break your heart, nothing really breaks.
   Look at me, and look at you:
   18, and dead - at 16 you were almost dead.
   Just sleep with me in my bed,
   and don’t say those things you said.”

10. 2 years ago 
    

    dogfromspace:

    :3

     

just a misunderstood anco bro snorting lines off boners

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