November 29, 2009 | 01:57am
I don’t wanna be here without you
I don’t wanna be alone tonightAnd I still wanna find a way
To get you here to stay.i still dial your number in my head but you won’t pick up the phone!
you’re somewhere and i’m nowhere and i swear that i need you here.
November 29, 2009 | 01:55am

Ray: “You’re my best friend, Jonathan.”
Jonathan: You’re my best friend too, Ray.
Ray: No, I’m just reading this thing.
Jonathan: Hey … those are my love notes; don’t read these! Gimme these! Ray!
- Bored to Death, 1.02 - “The Alanon Case”
If you start spamming Bored to Death I might not have the restraint not to reblog all of it.
fuck, i wish my life was more like this show.
November 29, 2009 | 01:35am
pedro the lion- never leave a job half done
my hands down favorite PTL song
i love this album.
November 29, 2009 | 01:18am
so i got this really weird text today
from an 829 number not in my phone, received all in caps:
LABEYA-K. SI AY ALGUIEN SOLTERO, ALTO FUERTECITO NO IMPORTA EL COLOR Q TRABAJE,Q TENGA KARRO. Y Q LE ENKANTE EL SEXO Q M AVISE.
Translation anyone?
November 28, 2009 | 12:08pm
Billy Collins - The First Dream
The Wind is ghosting around the house tonight
and as I lean against the door of sleep
I begin to think about the first person to dream,
how quiet he must have seemed the next morning
as the others stood around the fire
draped in the skins of animals
talking to each other only in vowels,
for this was long before the invention of consonants.
He might have gone off by himself to sit
on a rock and look into the mist of a lake
as he tried to tell himself what had happened,
how he had gone somewhere without going,
how he had put his arms around the neck
of a beast that the others could touch
only after they had killed it with stones,
how he felt its breath on his bare neck.
Then again, the first dream could have come
to a woman, though she would behave,
I suppose, much the same way,
moving off by herself to be alone near water,
except that the curve of her young shoulders
and the tilt of her downcast head
would make her appear to be terribly alone,
and if you were there to notice this,
you might have gone down as the first person
to ever fall in love with the sadness of another.
November 28, 2009 | 03:04am
November 27, 2009 | 01:39pm
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Between school and work and all this stupid stressed out sadness, I feel like i’m going to explode.
Stop the world, I wanna get on.
November 27, 2009 | 01:21pm

People are fucking gross.
This is the first time I’ve had to work retail during black friday since I was 20. Really not stoked on this.
Where do you work? I’m so happy I didn’t have to work early, but I am sooo sad I have to clean up tonight. ughhh!


