May242012
May232012

Anonymous asked: don't tell anyone about tumblrtasks(.)com but i made $400 this week on it lol

now everyone knows. anonymousassbitch tryna get me to keep secrets and shit. fuck you

May212012
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geggy tah- whoever you are.

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3PM

this is a post i call “shit me and hope are going to dress up as for halloween in the years ahead”

the fitzgeralds.

the fitzgeralds.

maverick and goose.

alice and the mad hatter.

sonny and cher.

simon and garfunkel.

a t-rex and jeff goldblum.

conan and andy as newt and callista.

the dust bunnies from ‘big comfy couch’.

gonzo and rizzo.

bob dylan and hunter s. thompson.

statler and waldorf.

May202012

life is

boss.

my family’s the shit.

May192012
today means it’s been five years since dan left.
i’m beginning to slip away again and i’m not sure what to do about it.
me and my older brothers killed a twelver of steel today at his grave.
then turned the cross upside down.
and left him a flag.
fuck, man

today means it’s been five years since dan left.

i’m beginning to slip away again and i’m not sure what to do about it.

me and my older brothers killed a twelver of steel today at his grave.

then turned the cross upside down.

and left him a flag.

fuck, man

10AM

one always dies too soon-
or too late. and yet, one’s whole life
is complete at that moment,
with a line drawn neatly under it,
ready for the summing up.

you are- your life,
and nothing else.

jean-paul sartre.
May182012

Anonymous asked: do you like dubstep?

i have dubstep’s autograph hanging on my wall.

May172012

a pain stabbed my heart
as it did every time i saw
a girl i loved who was going
the opposite direction in this
too-big world.

May152012

(Source: madfuture, via soul-surfer)

12AM

i’m home.

today i went to lunch with my family and dubya.
from there, we left, dubya and i, to cruise around town, come around sundown blaring, catching up and smoking a thousand cigarettes.
we talked about the future, the beach, our plans.
we always have the greatest talks, he and i.
my other best good buddy, joe fresh, was at the house when we arrived along with mary jay.
we all caught up and traded stories.
after going to the mall and passing out flyers for the upcoming show, we got watermelon and shit at walmart.
dubya bought me a pack of sour patch kids, and mary jay bought us all doritos locos tacos.
joe fresh read a story i just revised and provided positive feesback. i really love how supportive my friends are of my writing. it makes me confident to show others. i can’t word how much it means to me that they even bother reading it, not to mention how positive they always are.
i’m high as a cloud and the night is winding down as i text my closest cousin whom i’ve lost contact with recently and await munch to arrive.
euphoria and adventure have taken over lately.
life’s current potential is astounding.
dig it.

May142012

Anonymous asked: You just get high and write? Wow. If your girlfriend's anything like the girls you write about, she must be a pretty sweet chick. I can't imagine having someone write for myle with that sort of passion. Shes a lucky, lucky lady. I hope she knows it

i mean, i’ve written some tight shit completely sober, but everytime i get high it kinda just hits me i guess. shawty’s actually exactly like the girls i write about. she’s my muse and has been since we met, but even the girls i dreamt about when i was younger and wrote about seemed unreachable. the moment we met it seemed she embodied their every characteristic, and she proves it more every fucking day. it’s wild. i don’t deserve that girl in the slightest, but she doesn’t see it. she acts like she’s lucky and i’m thankful every fucking day she does.

10PM

Anonymous asked: How do you come up with what you write? What's your process? I really love your writing, btw. You have a firm grasp of the audience in an interesting way

damn. thank you. iuhno how to explain what that means, man. my ole lady and friends are usually the only ones who read my shit.
but, as for a process, i usually snort some pills, close my eyes and write from the center of my mind. nothin special.

5PM
May122012
tonight my brother and i walked down the beach for an hour to the pier and got on this maaaassive ferris wheel at the very edge overlooking the ocean and city on either side.
i took this picture at the top.
we met a homeless man at a burger joint we went to on the pier afterward. i gave him the fries and drink munch bought me and we talked to him for half an hour or so.
his cousin disappeared eighteen years ago and he’s been searching for him ever since to no avail.
after wishing him luck, we headed to the beach once more and journeyed another hour, barefoot and shirtless with the waves crashing as we talked and talked.
i got in my first barfight last night with him by my side and went on an exploration tonight, something we indulge in any chance we get.
i’m the happiest kid in the world.

tonight my brother and i walked down the beach for an hour to the pier and got on this maaaassive ferris wheel at the very edge overlooking the ocean and city on either side.
i took this picture at the top.
we met a homeless man at a burger joint we went to on the pier afterward. i gave him the fries and drink munch bought me and we talked to him for half an hour or so.
his cousin disappeared eighteen years ago and he’s been searching for him ever since to no avail.
after wishing him luck, we headed to the beach once more and journeyed another hour, barefoot and shirtless with the waves crashing as we talked and talked.
i got in my first barfight last night with him by my side and went on an exploration tonight, something we indulge in any chance we get.
i’m the happiest kid in the world.

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