All I want to do right now is watch Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind but it’s 9:30, and I’ve already watched it once today.
You’re not who you used to be, and I guess that’s okay with me. I never actually needed you around, since you’d only bring me farther down.
For one of my finals I had to write a short story and incorporate a construction worker who gets two limbs cut off, and goes back to school, into the story.
So I wrote it from his wifes point of view. She has a sleeping problem and wakes up every night at 3 am and is never able to fall back to sleep so she usually watches re runs of The Cosby Show on TV Land. On one particular morning she watches a documentary about women who get fed up and kill their husbands. So she goes upstairs and saws her husbands arms off and watches him bleed out. Her husband happens to be a construction worker who just started going back to school. Guidance Office, here I come. \m/
La Dispute + Charles Bukowski = Love
this is so fucking good
The flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul.
1. It sucks,
2. They all suck, too.
3. In a shitty one bedroom apartment addicted to cocaine.
4. Roslyn. I like it. Is that significant enough?
5. Do what you have to do.
6. Couldn’t give two fucks. Lie, tell the truth. That’s on you.
7. They suck too.
8. I don’t like people.
9.I don’t know what the fuck “the hype” is or what it’s referring too.
10. The people on here suck.
How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d;