I collected costumes, I collected legos, I collected actions figures + vehicles/ships, I collected coins, I collected Happy Meal toys, I collected VHS tapes, I collected the brochures that came inside VHS tapes, I collected rocks, CRYSTALS!!, I collected butterflies, I collected my own teeth, my grandfather collected coupons, I collected Elvis ( Read more... )

all that drinking ever made me feel was horny and that nobody loved me.

what happens when i drink? i get angry and upset. i want the whole world to go kill itself. then i want to be the best.

I remember those times I was dancing at the bar all by myself and no matter who I was around or how well I felt I was dancing in that drunken daze, no women, or even gay men, sidled up to me, and I was left dancing all alone in a crowded bar 4-6 beers deep, not even my friends seemed like they wanted to dance with me, and I thought to myself during ( Read more... )

browsing through photos on facebook usually just makes me want to masturbate

From the final chapter of Paramahansa Yogananda’s Autobiography of a Yogi ( Read more... )

All along the trail of moss ( Read more... )

Love is old, love is new
Love is old, love is you

I noticed a strange habit of mine tonight. It appears that I like to remove one sock from a foot and leave the other one on. And so it it remains, truth...

"The shoe is on the opposite foot." -Saul Bellow

As I drive down the highway, peering through my portal into the vast expanse ahead, with the cool breeze blowing against my face through the window where one arm rests, as the other steers me in the direction that I wish to travel, my ears open up to Davendra Banhart, who calls out to me through the tunnels of the stereo chamber, and his words ( Read more... )