February 2012
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chinaski explains it all.
it’s best to take walks late at night. it’s best to do your business only on Mondays and Tuesdays. it’s best to sit in a small room with the shades down and wait. the strongest men are the fewest and the strongest women die alone too. …BUKOWSKI
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“my father was a great literary teacher. he taught me pain. pain without reason.”
– bukowski
January 2012
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there should be an alternate killing spree ending...
louis skull-nick.
6-word short stories
For sale: baby shoes, never worn. Ernest Hemingway Machine. Unexpectedly, I’d invented a time Alan Moore Lie detector eyeglasses perfected: Civilization collapses. Richard Powers The baby’s blood type? Human, mostly. Orson Scott Card Longed for him. Got him. Shit. Margaret Atwood Epitaph: Foolish humans, never escaped Earth. Vernor Vinge
she remained bent at the knees, trying to absorb his raw presence, the wiry body and drawn look. what an epic force he must have seemed to her, taking shape in her kitchen this way, a parent, a father with all the grist of years on him, the whole dense history of associations and connections, come to remind her who she was, to remove her disguise, grab hold of her maundering life for a time,...
December 2011
3 posts
“the slowest drink at the saddest bar on the snowiest day in the greatest city.”
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-12-18) →
La Dispute (43)
The Weakerthans (28)
Charles Bukowski (26)
Frank Turner (25)
New Found Glory (16)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-12-11) →
The Weakerthans (176)
Jessica Lea Mayfield (30)
I Am the Avalanche (28)
Title Fight (8)
The Early November (2)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
November 2011
5 posts
fuckity fuck fuck fuck
hey insomnia, can i go to bed now? :’/
saturday night; feverish
in bed: eat instant mashed potatoes. watch twin peaks. eat 3/4 bag of popcorn. floss and brush teeth. watch our town. cry and cry and cry. give self a headache. get text that two fat ladies is on tv. move to couch: watch two fat ladies. laugh til you cry. read two fat ladies wiki. get hungry. finish popcorn. polish off bag of pretzels. eat bowl of rice. brush teeth. back in bed: get called out by...
matter of fact.
you’re on a mantle, you’re in a jar, the point is, you’re not here anymore. and the colder it gets the farther you float away. every day it’s like someone tore out my guts and laid them out on a table. splayed, displayed, totally fucked. i bleed out from every pore; on the train, i carry my entrails as i exit, gather them up in my arms, “stand clear of...
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that's what little girls are made of:
pizza, jim beam, tattoos, rolling rock, more jim beam. my night in a nutshell.
October 2011
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showtime.
8.11: alkaline trio @ irving plaza 8.31: bright eyes @ williamsburg waterfront 9.21: andrew jackson jihad & frank turner @ bowery ballroom 9.23 & 9.24: popped fest 10.12: balance and composure & polar bear club @ the knitting factory 10.15: florence and the machine @ creator’s project 10.29: jeff mangum @ town hall 11.15: titus andronicus & fucked up @ warsaw 11.16: i am the...
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ain't it funny how time slips away
jesus christ, literally everything reminds you of your dad after he is gone. like, you run out of fucking lotion, and you can’t even bring yourself to throw out the bottle because you bought it when he was still alive. you look at pictures of the vacation you took and regret not going home instead, to be by his side as he sipped on vodka and seven ups and laid in bed all day. i got a watch...
i'm sorry, i'm lost
i didn’t think i’d accomplish anything today but it seems i’m out to set the record for the number of times a person can cry during one episode of six feet under.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-10-2) →
Andrew Jackson Jihad (114)
Frank Turner (34)
Balance and Composure (16)
Kleenex Girl Wonder (5)
Rumbleseat (3)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
September 2011
6 posts
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“A/S/L.”
– this one’s for you @oldtobegin.
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action & action.
will i never sleep again? eat tacos. smoke cigarettes. read new books. paint nails. write home to mom. get lost old aim convos. reunite with ghosts. listen to sad songs. mumble prayers to god. i will never sleep again.
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3 things that actually happened to me this week.
uno: came home (drunk) and stopped at the deli wherein a roast beef sandwich saved my life. while waiting for said sandwich, the bodega owner had a conversation with a policeman who was getting coffee about how i come in the bodega ever day. in front of me. as i clutched my bag of stacy’s pita chips and prayed for the sandwich to be done soon, so we could just go home and cry together. dos:...
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Are Unicorns Real?
fakescience:
#DUH.
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August 2011
3 posts
“twenty-eight years of womanly life, and all so lonesome.”
– w.w.
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channeling chinaski.
the last cigarettes are smoked, the loaves are sliced, and lest this be taken for wry sorrow, drown the spider in wine. you are much more than simply dead: I am a dish for your ashes, I am a fist for your vanished air. the most terrible thing about life is finding it gone. …it will be nothing but bukowski for a spell.
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July 2011
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pennsylvania state of mind.
i’ve always been a keystone kind of girl. stark brick. crock pot. pickup truck. black bear. goddamn, life here is harsh and unrelenting. i’ve always been a keystone kind of girl. drink beer out of cans. shell lottery tickets like there’s no tomorrow. there’s no tomorrow. i’ve always been a keystone kind of girl. hearty appetite. fairly comfortable around...
MollsSheWrote: a letter to myself →
molls:
Dear Beautiful Sensitive Lady,
One time you were drunk and you said to a friend, “I’m sorry if this sounds crazy, I’m just in a weird place right now,” and the friend replied by saying, “Molly, you’ve been in a weird place as long as I’ve known you.”
You wear heating patches on your back…
this. all of it. right now.
(except the capricorn part. replace with pisces).
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June 2011
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May 2011
2 posts
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April 2011
1 post
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i'm like, baby, baby, baby.
only julia nunes could make me get down to justin bieber.
March 2011
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forest/trees.
you’ve got the devil in you, girl hanging in the garage. in the distance, hear the echo of a hundred hunting dogs. rusted rakes, broken dart boards, dead deer dangling from the beams. cobwebs and the smell of flesh. fresh. original sin. those fish eggs went rotten. all but forgotten in the refrigerator. hot pink orbs. dead cells. this place has gone to hell. the cat shit in the tub...
February 2011
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and i'll talk real loud. goddamn right i'll be...
do you ever want to curl up right into a song and fucking never leave? yea, me too.
“time is a circus, always packing up and moving away.”
– ben hecht
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yay.
2.3: best coast & wavves @ music hall of williamsburg 2.17: akron/family @ the knitting factory 3.3: the get up kids @ music hall of williamsburg 3.9: bright eyes @ radio city music hall 3.14-3.20: sxsw 4.9: kevin devine & the old 97s @ webster hall 4.15-4.17: coachella 4.28: brand new @ crocodile rock 5.11: sleigh bells & CSS @ webster hall 5.20-5.22: krazy fest 6.11: the get up...
January 2011
5 posts
“i put the “cunt” in country.”
– magaret cho <3.
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hey world.
i am on such a motherfucking-goddamn-gut-wrenching-heart-pounding-cathartic-foot-stomping-shoulder-shaking-headache-inducing-but-sublimely-beautiful-amazing-poetic bright eyes kick. say nay against conor oberst right now and i will cut you, bitch.
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in 2011 i resolve to...
♥ not eat in bed: this will be difficult and i’ll need love and support from all of you. this is a “haha” but also kind of a “c’mon, amy.” i should not be hungover eating pretzels straight from the bag as i lay horizontally in my sleeping area (anymore). ♥ leave the country for the first time since 1983: this will be fun and i hope you’ll join me. this...
December 2010
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i came as a rat.
Early relationships between the mother and her child can have long lasting effects. When rat pups are separated from their mothers at 15 days instead of normal 21 to 30 days, they become vulnerable to various stressors (Hofer, 2006). 80% of rat pups separated early from their mothers in one study developed ulcers during adolescence, while no normally reared rats developed ulcers at this age. This...
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bricks and mortar.
bricks and mortar and “i never meant to hurt her.” bruised forearms. broken dishes. these are the clichés of our lives. kids grow up fast, pouring blackberry brandy by the bucket. walking daddy off of a ledge. saying everything will be ok. when it certainly would not. i was afraid to talk for years, so now i tell everyone. i climb up on rooftops. i bleed out from six stories...
old white lincoln.
cause i always dream. of classic cars and movie screens. trying to find. some way to be redeemed.