Apples and Other Transitional Fruits

i left my moleskine in my religion classroom today by accident and the teacher returned it to me two...

Mon, 20 May 2013 23:43:00 -0400

i left my moleskine in my religion classroom today by accident and the teacher returned it to me two periods later. inside i had just written one thing on the first page which was a limerick about a creepy man with a school girl fetish, not even my name or anything, and she just somehow knew it was mine.

followthemoon-zz: nevver: Iceland And here…?

Mon, 20 May 2013 21:12:55 -0400

Sverrir Thorolfsson

Sverrir Thorolfsson

Sverrir Thorolfsson

followthemoon-zz:

nevver:

Iceland

And here…?

utterlybanal: srsfunny: Perfect outfit for finals...

Mon, 20 May 2013 21:11:09 -0400

utterlybanal:

srsfunny:

Perfect outfit for finals week…
http://srsfunny.tumblr.com/

I would have worn this every day of finals week

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Mon, 20 May 2013 21:09:32 -0400

My Dad’s Cologne We are always walking hills in my dreams, kite-tails of evening hanging....

Sun, 19 May 2013 20:20:00 -0400

My Dad’s Cologne

We are always walking hills in my dreams,

kite-tails of evening hanging.

A cloud under each wrist.

The tall

grass topped with red like cheeks

the people saying goodbye

iris blooms, goodbye

loud porch step,

sky like candlewick,

sun a slick

cracked egg.

Every Christmas

a new nozzle shines under the wrapping.

Essence of Being Six:

I feed peanuts

to elephants and he lugs me

twelve blocks home.

My ears are buoyed to his shoulder.

My dream.

We are stepping on oceans.

Genuflecting across the Atlantic mouthing ‘somewhere’

‘mother,’ ‘home’.

Sky dark. Water wild as black punch,

This old smell. That brutal and beautiful spritz.

tardisity: The oldest person alive was born on April 19, 1897, meaning that April 18th, 1897 was...

Sun, 19 May 2013 16:56:21 -0400

tardisity:

The oldest person alive was born on April 19, 1897, meaning that April 18th, 1897 was approximately the last time the Earth was inhabited by an entirely different set of people and if you don’t think that’s the realist shit ever then you can get right on outta town.

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Sun, 19 May 2013 13:52:10 -0400

lolgr8: me in ur mans head

Sun, 19 May 2013 13:48:37 -0400

lolgr8:

me in ur mans head

whoever you are, i hope the smile you keep in the side of your mouth isn’t rusting. i hope...

Sat, 18 May 2013 01:05:00 -0400

whoever you are, i hope the smile you keep in the side of your mouth isn’t rusting. i hope you’re laughing and eating toast with peanut butter and going for midnight jogs. i hope you are having regular bowel movements and singing in the shower and i hope there is no recurring thought that gives you heartburn, or makes you gaze drolly out train windows. if there is, dear person reading this, please know that i love you and i’m happy we’re both here. i hope you have a steady source of income and at least one really good pair of pants. your soul is a radio station only some people can tune to without static, but fuck that noise. the world is full of rain and oceans and oak trees. prairie dogs talk to each other, no one has cut funding for PBS yet, and if you tweet at lil b he will follow you back. i hope that a nauseatingly campy happiness akin to a 1 am blog post bursts in soon, sweeps you off your internet-scrolling tuckus and plants an ice cream sundae in your lap. i hope that you can get some sleep and kick up all the dust you need to survive.

googlepoet: www.googlepoetics.com

Fri, 17 May 2013 17:30:51 -0400

googlepoet:

www.googlepoetics.com

Researcher decodes prairie dog language, discovers they've been talking about us (Video)

Fri, 17 May 2013 17:16:24 -0400

Researcher decodes prairie dog language, discovers they've been talking about us (Video):

ohnoproblems:

Rude Ass Dogs

can i order a ‘looks just like you’ american girl doll who is covered in spaghetti sauce...

Fri, 17 May 2013 00:10:00 -0400

can i order a ‘looks just like you’ american girl doll who is covered in spaghetti sauce and crying

tearsforqueers: noseasboba: Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to...

Thu, 16 May 2013 22:06:52 -0400

tearsforqueers: noseasboba:

Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to play at Mocambo because of her race. Then, one of Ella’s biggest fans made a telephone call that quite possibly changed the path of her career for good. Here, Ella tells the story of how Marilyn Monroe changed her life:

“I owe Marilyn Monroe a real debt… she personally called the owner of the Mocambo, and told him she wanted me booked immediately, and if he would do it, she would take a front table every night. She told him – and it was true, due to Marilyn’s superstar status – that the press would go wild. The owner said yes, and Marilyn was there, front table, every night. The press went overboard. After that, I never had to play a small jazz club again. She was an unusual woman – a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.”

calumon: my school’s “rival school” is on lockdown right now bc someone put weed in the vents so...

Thu, 16 May 2013 22:04:23 -0400

calumon:

my school’s “rival school” is on lockdown right now bc someone put weed in the vents so everyones slowly getting high oh my godd

"I love writer’s block! I love it for the same reasons I love tree spirits and talking woodland..."

Thu, 16 May 2013 21:00:19 -0400

“I love writer’s block! I love it for the same reasons I love tree spirits and talking woodland creatures - they’re charming and they don’t exist.”

- Paul J. Silvia (via writingquotes)

Punch in the Face Poetry: "The Thing Is," Ellen Bass

Thu, 16 May 2013 20:59:53 -0400

Punch in the Face Poetry: "The Thing Is," Ellen Bass:

punch-in-the-face-poetry:

To love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;…

i miss my mountain

Wed, 15 May 2013 22:25:00 -0400

i miss my mountain

surrealism: What Flowers In The Immaculate Darkness Of An...

Wed, 15 May 2013 20:32:59 -0400

surrealism:

What Flowers In The Immaculate Darkness Of An Empty Sunday? by Tim Lukeman, 2013. Collage.

evocativesynthesis: WWII Propaganda | Loose Lips Sink Ships

Wed, 15 May 2013 19:39:24 -0400

evocativesynthesis:

WWII Propaganda | Loose Lips Sink Ships

makin friends on the internet doo doo doo doo da doo doo doo wee dooo -an old irish sea shanty

Wed, 15 May 2013 19:30:34 -0400

makin friends on the internet doo doo doo doo da doo doo doo wee dooo

-an old irish sea shanty