February 2012
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it occurs to me now, at six in the morning, that don’t fear the reaper is a legitimately awesome song
will bowers wrote one of the better things I've... →
it is about florida and liturgy and how sleigh bells fucking blows, a+ 100%
YOLO
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new burial →
ffffff yeah
heinous unforgivable violence
Update - these books are dumb as hell.
bluecollarbreak:
parachuteshark:
ghostcrabpress:
They’re almost done. No one has them yet*. You should get one when they’re done.
*Like, 5 people have copies. They were part of the NYC special copy giveaway. The NYC special copy giveaway was me throwing copies of my book at people’s faces. They did not like my book. I am a failure.
where are you right now???
purgatory
purgatory for...
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I keep finding pizza in the 11th floor hallway
idk who keeps leaving pizza there but I hope they never stop
January 2012
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I cannot emphasize enough how good the new Cloud...
It is urgent and clean and personal and fast
I texted everyone I thought would possibly care telling them how good it is
I am listening to it for the third time in a row and I keep unconsciously clenching my fists and I don’t remember the last time a record made me feel this way
Again, it is astonishingly good, go buy it
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gaylord
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Reblog if you identify yourself sexually as the...
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December 2011
16 posts
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hugging the void
holdin it close
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oh god the world is so bad and the people are somehow worse and oh god what is happening
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November 2011
15 posts
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"It’s real murky right now. Clearly, something... →
YEAH NO SHIT
edit: NYT cut the ‘real murky’ quotation, fuckers, if you want to read that lil treat in its entirety go here
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can't host the audio but this record feels... →
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everything is dead
live for pleasure
measure your success
I am getting sick and my head is blocked and now I am quietly talking into a void where only you other void-dwellers will know
11/6/11: as jeff mangum begins playing king of carrot flowers every forgotten memory and personal/mental connection to that song and the lyrics therein come simultaneously into my consciousness as a flood that takes me completely by surprise and overwhelms me and I weep openly, sobbing in a beautiful dark theater in new jersey for things that I couldn’t explain if I tried