Pink Floyd is phenomenal

Just act honestly. Stop forgetting that.

yeah, oh yeah

If anyone is interested in listening to the first 67 or 68 of the 69 Love Songs with me in otherwise silence, while we both sit on the ground and look at it while we shift the positions of our legs because they’re getting sore from sitting in one position for that long of a time (it is a lot of songs.), let me know. I don’t want to talk before or after.

It's about a car wash. It's about a public restroom. It's about a rostrum at an empty funeral home.

[OVERDESCRIPTION OF CAR WASH WITH STATIC AND STRAIGHT POSTURE, HANDS ON WHEEL, 10 and 2, SMELL OF THE INSIDE OF THE CAR BUT WITH AN ADDED SOMETHING, PRESSURE FROM THE WATER, ANXIETY BUILDS-HANDS ON THIGHS, CHEWING GUM]

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Time is the school in which we learn,   

Time is the fire in which we burn.

We Are A Thing That Was Dropped In The River And The River Has Carried It Out Of Our View

is a title for something like a sculpture made out of old newspapers or with excessive amounts of woodglue. Something sloppy, glazed, and beautiful.

The new Sun Kil Moon starts off with a torturous one.

How two things can often be the same

yet on investigation distance themselves

like one piece of hair splits

into two from the top

Oh how the weak were born to be bold

dreams of justice even layers

as their visions age to old

the bird outside the window flies from view

but the snow does not, well

it does but it doesn’t as one leaves

another flake enters the frame sometimes

bigger than the last sometimes

two for every one that leaves

bargain basement clearance snow

that is like comfort behind bricks

wood and large walls of windows

like it is a good thing

the sad scene in the romantic

comedy where she stands upset and

alone and looks up as it falls on her face

Oh, how easy it is to break

sight from sound from mind

into twilit not reveries but something like it

to sit inside and look out.

Have you heard the one about the girl that burns to death?

According to current jewelry advertisements, today's hottest holiday gift is jewels.

when i sift

the flour of malice

Go ahead and egg a chicken coop.

i almost just signed up for an account on theatlantic.com so i could comment on a pretty articulate rich dude who talked about his childrens' schools being free of "ghetto people," but otherwise being very racially mixed.

but all would have said was, "Dude, 'ghetto people?' For real?" and then maybe double commented with, "Go fuck yourself, bro." and then that would have been a really dumb thing.