Probably silence.
What’s a nice way to say, “I think your photographs are shit”? And also, “Why the fuck do you think you need a watermark? No one is going to steal that”?
September 2011
15 posts
There'll always be someone who's 16 and angsty.
Wait. Do people seriously still listen to La Dispute? I mean, I used to go to their shows in high school, circa 2006/07, but uh, that was because I was bored, and it was Grand Rapids. And I was… 16. And it was, you know, 2006. But I seriously had no idea they had become a thing until they popped up on my dash. That’s funny. Good for them, I suppose.
I would like someone who is in a relationship to call me and complain about all of their relationship shit, so that I can be reminded of why being single is a good, good, good thing. Thanks.
Do you remember that documentary?
For the past week, I’ve only been able to open my mouth about 3/4 of an inch. I feel like that kid who wouldn’t come out of the bathroom, and his mom had to figure out all the foods that would fit under the door when she went grocery shopping.
“Standing next to you, I could sense your design.” -Zenna Syeda
Do you know that feeling? That feeling, reverberating through every bone in your body, echoing in every ounce of blood flowing through your veins, of being connected. Somehow, somehow you had found this person, and despite your different backgrounds, despite your contrasting upbringings, you were connected. Looking over at them, standing beside you, you could sense it. The maze of their mind, so distinctly unique, somehow met up with yours. The dreams of their heart, so personal, so ornately detailed, somehow reflected your own.
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling. It’s pure poetry. It’s pure magic. It’s unspeakably beautiful. That feeling.
