mongolian clusterfuck of blessedness.
Today on the train, I saw an albino man. His hair looked very well kept. He probably had a hard time in school as a child, being albino. I kept trying to see his eyes, to see if they were pink. Then I decided that he probably wears contacts. Being albino automatically makes a person interesting. It might creep some people out, but people who are more accepting would probably just be intrigued by your existence, hypothetical albino person reading this post.
Jerome, Daniel and I decided that people who don't like Joanna Newsom have no sense of magic, hope, and wonder in their lives.
I finished The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle. I'm not sure what to make of it, but I really liked the experience of reading it.
Oftentimes, when I'm up this late, it's just because I can't bring myself to stop listening to music. That probably sounds stupid, but that's the reason why.
"Heartbeats" by The Knife is pretty much a cut.
People, you know, the kind that need people? Well, they're the luckiest motherfuckers in the world. True. Double True.
Jerome, Daniel and I decided that people who don't like Joanna Newsom have no sense of magic, hope, and wonder in their lives.
I finished The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle. I'm not sure what to make of it, but I really liked the experience of reading it.
Oftentimes, when I'm up this late, it's just because I can't bring myself to stop listening to music. That probably sounds stupid, but that's the reason why.
"Heartbeats" by The Knife is pretty much a cut.
People, you know, the kind that need people? Well, they're the luckiest motherfuckers in the world. True. Double True.