
I don’t wanna pray to my maker,
I just wanna be feeling free,
Not like in a book; all the leafs and trees that shook
from a word that means only not-a-thing.
Steph and I accidentally matched today. Introducing: The grossest and most awkward thing ever.
SORNE uses only the voice, homemade instruments and found objects for their music. They’re preforming in the Temple of Consciousness at Lightning in a Bottle this year.
—Chuck Palahniuk
“O the gruesome destiny of we human beings, each one of us will suddenly at some terrible moment die and frighten all our lovers and heroin addicts in all the yellow cities and sandy deserts cannot care—and they’ll die too.”
—Tristessa by Jack Kerouac
“The best part is that we get to be ourselves for the rest of our lives.”
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY