Juggernaut by Diarrhea Planet
reblog 32 playsComing to grips with the fact that my new favorite band is called Diarrhea Planet. Everyone I tell them about thinks I’m pulling a Jimmy Kimmel-esque trick on them. I swear this band exists. If you like Jay Reatard and early Blink 182, you will like them.
(Source: hellanne)
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Notches by Crywank
reblog 257 playsNo one to wonder when I’ll be home.
One more night, stoned alone.
Ever-increasing notches on my belt,
I want to feel more than just sorry for myself.
I still feel stupid when I cry.
I need to try, to find a way to fix my head
and not be so damn self-obsessed,
to learn to like to be myself
and not rely on someone else,
to care not for fear and not for doubt
and just for those I care about,
to try because I want to try
and not to try for only I.
Oh, I wait for something to change.
Maybe what should change is really me.
Now I can see why I was cast aside,
You’ll all have a better love, you’ll all have a better life.
Watch me spread my wings just to fall down,
watch me laying here, flat faced little clown.
A mature person does not fall in love, he or she rises in love. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love. Somehow they were managing and standing. Now they cannot manage and they cannot stand. They were always ready to fall on the ground and to creep. They don’t have the backbone, the spine; they don’t have the integrity to stand alone.
A mature person has the integrity to stand alone. And when a mature person gives love, he or she gives without any strings attached to it. When two mature persons are in love, one of the great paradoxes of life happens, one of the most beautiful phenomena: they are together and yet tremendously alone. They are together so much that they are almost one. Two mature persons in love help each other to become more free. There is no politics involved, no diplomacy, no effort to dominate. Only freedom and love. Osho (via babyheroin)
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Today I finished the hardest Chinese final ever. I am real proud of myself. Chinese characters are no joke and while I could have studied simplified I went the grueling traditional route. Definitely drinking a beer to that.
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