March 2012
79 posts
Truth in Fuck Minor: Morning Dips →
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When I first wake I administer the usual morning walk through death. No sense in abusing your lungs with pepper — I go straight for a high grade phencycladine with all the extras. Then I like to open the walls in the house and since it’s never mine I start immediately. I can destroy an entire…
favorite opening to an album ever.
Woke up this morning cranky and irrationally sad
cheer up cousin! I love you! music always helps.
So the best way to solve this was to work on my fic, while listening to Mumford and Sons
“White blank page and a swelling rage” is taking on a whole new meaning for me.
when...
…you’re so mad your vision blurs and your body shakes
…you knew you were right all along
…you can never win, but you never give up trying
…a little something you shared with someone means nothing anymore


