"in a society that has abolished adventure, the only adventure is to abolish society"
I posted this quote a while ago, but didn’t know where it came from. someone researched it and found that it was from a piece of graffiti made in 1968 during the Paris uprising, and no one actually knows who wrote it. How fucking cool.
I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere
Have I found you Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth Big pill looming
Now I’m a fat house cat Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks Pissing on magazine photos Those fishing lures thrown in the cold And clean blood of Christ mountain stream
Have I found you Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth Big pill stuck going down
"I still think about you, i dont know why i cant move on, ive been with three girls and none of them helped me get over u, i tried to delete your pictures but i couldnt, i wake up and almost text u good morning but remember what happened, i know u told me it had nothing to do with me but im not stupid i know it was, but im starting to change myself, im getting a job, im working out everyday getting back in shape, im moving out soon and becoming more independent becoming more comfortable with myself, i know that your busy with your job and u dont necessarily want a relationship but i have to try and get u back, not now but soon in the coming months, i know how u are, how independent, how tired u are after work, how u say u dont want a bf but i think otherwise, it was perfect in the beginning but it changed, u know im not a stalker and ill understand if u still dont want me but i hope u give me a chance, ill be a changed man when u see me and i know i can make u happy, u once told me u loved me and i will try to make u feel that way again"
this post touched me, even with all of the errors >.<
Ayn Rand: The real issue as far as man is concerned, is that when you accept such an important issue as the creation of the universe on faith you are destroying your confidence and the validity of your own mind. It has to be either reason or faith.
Touch me, it doesn’t matter where and it doesnt matter how I need to know I’m still alive so someone touch me now Shake my hand and say hello or pat me on the back kiss me on the cheek that I may feel this sense I lack slap my face and pull my hair make me bleed I just don’t care dig your nails into my skin so I can feed this need within I’ve been numb for such a time that even pain would be sublime so touch me, touch me now i don’t care where, I don’t care how