(via somethingintellectual)

there’s no place to feel certain, there’s no body waiting for me.

It’s funny how my life has suddenly come to a screeching halt. A high school career and a summer’s worth of misery has snowballed; a katamari of drugs, sex, and terrible relationships. I feel just about the same as the people in this video. I should be analyzing it and writing a critique, but I really can’t focus. Everyone, a metaphor for my life: The Odessa Steps sequence from The Battleship Potempkin (Russia, 1925). I have hit a very low point.

This song reminds me of fall, and Bear, and just about the most precious thing I’ve lost.

theduty:

ok PETA.

TOO FUCKING FAR.

for shame, Shirley.

for shame.

and i’ll bet it tastes DELICIOUS.

thedailywhat:

Hidden Triforce of the Day: THIS CANNOT BE UNSEEN.

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spooooookyyyy