January 2012
December 2011
omg but wait
you really are a fucking cunt.
WELL YOU'RE A CUNT
I'm a master reader
I read The Bell Jar in 4 hours. BOSS.
Mad Girl's Love Song
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
I think I made you up inside my head.
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed.
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
I think I made you up inside my head.
God topples...
Homunculus, I am ill. I have taken a pill to kill ...
Roger's Diary: October 26th, 1971 →
rogerwatersdiary:
“Today we recorded Rick’s song and it went really well UNTIL nick said ,”I don’t like the way the drums are in this part” and Rick was just about to go over and see what was up with nick, BUT THEN I GRABBED MY GONG MALLET, which I keep in a handy tool belt around my waist, AND STARTED BANGING MY GONG LOUDLY SO I COULD HAVE IT MY WAY. Nick yelled,”JESUS ROGER STOP BANGING THAT...
EVERYONE
STOP USING THE ADJECTIVE “LOVELY”
You are not Cassie. Stop trying to be so fucking cool. Bye.
Oh and by the way, COMA CINEMA.
Okay
I can listen to the music I want and make the art I want and be as weird as I want.
Why complain?
God damn
Why’s album, “Alopecia”, will always make me sad. Always. It’s so clever and wonderful yet sorrowful.
WRITE ME A LETTER (anonymous or not)
Dear ______,
I ____ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______. You should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________. If I saw you now I’d __________. I want to ________ you. I would build a _______ just for you. If I could sing you any song it would be _________. We could __________ under the stars. Love, _______________ (P.S. ______________.)
i wish id get one lol