watch out for the gypsy children in electric dresses, they're insane. i heard they live in crematoriums & smoke your remains
- Wake up later than you meant to.
- Find something pointless to do around the house for an hour.
- Stop to get food on your way to school.
- Sit down in the computer lab, open your homework, then stare at it while you eat your food.
- Tumblr.
- Tumblr.
- Tumblr.
- Call your parents or a friend to see…
April, 2009
| Conor Oberst: | [pointing at Neely] She wasn't my girlfriend and I really wanted her to be and I was kind of a chicken, 'Come over and work on this song with me, yeah, seriously. It's super important to me... that you hang out with me... and my... hands' Yeah? |
| Neely Jenkins: | And I fell for it |
Man watches his wife and child leave as he’s awaiting deportation.
Un hombre se despide de su esposa e hija mientras espera deportación.
This is wrong…
(Source: tristanpej, via rubella)
grow some balls, allison. GROW SOME BALLS.
it’s something i’ve got to do. i just can’t. i hate hurting people.
Bright Eyes played at some point in Philadelphia at the Mann Center. I was there to capture all of the magic… ALL of it.
Did you go to that show??
yesssssssssssss. ahhhhh that was such a great fucking show!
Anonymous asked: are you going to the beatles: the lost concert" movie when it comes out next month?
umm, i don’t go to out to the movies. it’s too cold in there. and i hate when people sit behind me. and people always take the last row. so..no.
ugh this was taken at oasis. ten minutes from my house. fml -___-
(Source: sdlr714, via connyxoberst)
A year ago I make a list of goals for myself, they consisted of categories; academic, personal, social, etc. One of my goals was to be sensational. If you’ve ever seen the Notebook, the scene where Martha comes to visit Noah and meets Allie. She goes on to say that Allie is sensational. I thought to myself that that would be the best compliment to receive. I’ve accomplished that goal. I am sensational, I’m doing wonderful in school, I’ve held on to so many of my friends, and have made so many connections. Everyone is happy to see me, everyone wants to be my friend, everyone says how lovely and wonderful I am. But I realized, I’m really not happy. It’s only an illusion, I’m not sensational, I’m not. My best me is never good enough. It’s such a terrible feeling. And I know this post doesn’t make much sense, but that’s where I am and I don’t make much sense. I needed to get this out, sorry for taking up space on your dashboard, lovelies.
Omg I cannot take fucking work today. I’m gonna stab someone with a steak knife before the end of the night. Guaranteed.
