April 2011
The Scream That Makes Your Legs Shiver
Beautiful Rage
Tonight I am filled with a beautiful rage.
A bubbling insanity that rakes at my consciousness.
I am filled to the frothing brim with desire,
Desire to create,
Desire to destroy.
Desire to bellow at the skies,
And watch them tear themselves apart.
I want to rebel,
I bear that ache, that soaring energy.
That smile of razors,
That whirlwind hair.
Let me destroy you,
Open up, spit out, rip...
My family gets to watch Harry Potter downstairs...
This is torture.
I don’t know what I’m gonna do, or who I’m gonna be, but I’m gonna have a goddamn good time, and if that’s not enough of a goal, then fuck you and fuck the world. I’m gonna live, and it’ll be great.
Oh College... Why must you be so scary?
splendiferocity:
I… Have no idea what to do or where to go. Maybe I’ll just go to clown college.
Firefly is on Netflix instant. Sleep is unneccesary.
Just saw a cop texting while driving on the highway. Good.
The Night Tonight
Tonight, the night feels alive.
This night is brimming with energy.
This night is when things happen.
This night is one of power.
This night.
This night.
This
Night–
Explodes into a thousand shimmering slivers of silver moonlight, washing over you, coating your body in a sense of existential bliss
Winds whip, stars stare, and the boundless darkness beckons.
This night is alive.
And you belong in...
I ache for the days when "Explorer" was a job...
Anonymous asked: Couldn't even see your face in that ice cream picture. ):
I used to be afraid...
splendiferocity:
That Team Rocket would come snatch things from my bedroom while I slumbered. It was a valid fear, right? Well, whatever. I was prepared for trouble.
“Stay hungry. Stay foolish”
– Steve Jobs # (via jamesnord)
