September 2009
23 posts
Is the whole world shaking or am I dreaming?
Let’s go make out in a museum exhibit.
Doe eyes end in headlights.
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“Wherever” shouldn’t be a word. “Nevermind” should be.
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Who knew goddesses were airbrushed?
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Friday, December 23, 2005
I am the poster-boy of the revolution. I’m the kid whose fourth grade teacher, ten years later, is still singing about him on the radio. Yeah he’s singing about me, and wishing me luck. I am the poster-boy of what’s bound to come any day now. What should come, anyway. See, there are circuses on the television, and they’re not co-, but adhesive. Something sticky for breakfast, lunch, and...
Life is falling action.
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Sometimes I’m like … if there is a god, it’s probably Eric Clapton.
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Tuesday, November 29, 2005
I’ve been watching you from my comfort zone, waiting for the world to swirl up and for you to dissolve. I want to see that spot on your neck just under your ear up close. If only I could breathe life.
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Let’s punctuate each other.
Ah, to be old again.
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comb tomb bomb
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Justin Brown is uʍop ǝpısdn
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Sunday, October 19, 2003
You know back when Zoog Disney was alive, how there was that robot named “Tom Morrow two-point-oh”? Well that bastard always messed up my spelling of the word “tomorrow,” because I always used two m’s. I curse his name to this day.
Being social is not like riding a bike.
I work more efficiently Ice, Ice, Baby.
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You know what’s really confusing? When websites have prev/next buttons, and you click “prev” a few times, and then you use the browser’s “back” button to go forward. I stayed in a hotel in Indianapolis once.
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My mouth is watering the plants.
One of the reasons I love my mom:
I’m 21 years old. I come home from being stood up by a girl I had absolutely no chance with…
Mom: What a bitch! Do you want me to call her mother and have a talk with her?
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I think, therefore I am. I am conscious, I can fashion and use tools, I can imagine things I’ve never seen, I can understand equations that define the universe. And yet, the thought of a girl I knew a long time ago can make me not care about any of that.
I think, therefore I am. I am [self-]conscious, I can fashion and use tools, I can imagine things I’ve never seen, I can understand equations that define the universe. And yet, sometimes my eye twitches uncontrollably.
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