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Yeah, Andrew W.K is rad.
(via thesecretpostcards)
Yeah, I love this fuckin’ song. This is the original.
And here’s The Beatles’ cover:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjJ9a2UJE0Q
And here’s She & Him’s cover:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NTAjLwWNITg
All are pretty fucking awesome.
(via coisar)
I see this every week. it is so sick.
You see it every week as in like, on the internet? Or you see it every week as in, “Hey, I live in Las Vegas and I work at the Bellagio so I see this every week on the ceiling.”?
in person. Im a vendor and I go to two stores in Bellagio.
That’s awesome! I live in Vegas, so that’s why I asked, hahaha.
-The Beatles (via artpixie)
It’s actually Smokey Robinson and The Miracles, but I had no idea The Beatles did a cover! That’s fucking awesome.
misserinmarie:sarahslostletters:
best yet.
Y.E.S.
Augusten is so real and honest in his writing. I love him<3Yeah, because in this life, the only two repercussions of saying “hi” to somebody is getting ignored or getting married. I do see a lot of ridiculous, pointless marriages. Fine. But, even hypothetically in a city, there are a few more consequences that could possibly happen as a result of saying “hi”. You know, the little things, like getting raped or beat up or something.
I dislike hopelessly optimistic sentiments just as much as I hate hopelessly depressing ones. They’re equally futile, and to me, they are equally depressing.
I guess I just don’t agree with the sentiment, either. Say you do get married to this hypothetical person you’ve acknowledged. You really think that shit is going to last? How long is it worth the possibility? I guarantee if Augusten Burroughs had said this quote in, say, the middle of a divorce, the sentiment would be quite different. He would go back to feeling alone, probably, and the weight of saying hello to someone would feel much heavier than the reality he speaks of here. Maybe I am just on the opposite side of the spectrum, and Augusten is surrounded by good-natured people. I don’t know, but in my existence, I have found people to be incredibly self-centered and cruel. They love you when it’s convenient and fuck you over when it’s not anymore.More and more, I don’t think the possibility of marrying someone is worth acknowledging them. Everything ends, you know, somehow.
… really? The fuck is the matter with you?
As far as your first paragraph goes, being “raped or beat up or something” for saying “hi” is very, very unlikely, and building the way you act around extremely unlikely events is insane. As is claiming optimism and pessimism are equally stupid while being pessimistic.
And criticizing people for searching for happiness? Come on, man. For trying to be happy?
It’s not a “futile” excerpt, it’s a cheesy one. If you don’t agree, chuckle at its over-simplicity.
“Everything ends, you know, somehow.”
I’ll answer a quote with a quote.
“Every song ends. Is that any reason not to enjoy the music?”
Took the words right out of my mouth, brokenyard.
How can someone take this quote so fucking literal?
If you are someone who’s going to take it literal, think about this: the majority of the people we know started out with a simple “Hi” or something along those lines. My parents had to say “Hi” to each other at some point in their lives, they’ve been married over thirty years. I said “Hi” to my boyfriend when I first met him, we’ve been together for over a year. I said “Hi” to all of my very good friends who I’ve known from elementary school beyond.
Cody, you really need to stop being so fucking negative. Augusten Burroughs had a shitty, weird, fucked up life, too, except he learned to make the best of it.
I have been in bed for two days straight. I’ve tried to sleep but I couldn’t. I’m running on 3 or 4 hours of sleep right now and I don’t know how I’m doing it. I’ve watched Garden State and The Lion King, gone through 3 rolls of toilet paper and a box of tissues, so my nose is chapped and dry, and I’ve had probably 9 or 10 bowls of soup over the weekend.
I’ve been in bed all damn day, shirtless because I smelled cat piss on my sweater earlier and took it off and I’ve been too lazy to get out of bed and put another shirt on.
I think tomorrow I will be 100% jessie again. No more sick.
If only my city had more random beauty… if only i could find it… if only i believed it existed here enough to try.
I love following a stranger who also lives in Vegas because I can just fucking relate to everything she says.
(via jessieshungry.com)
I take a lot of photos of him sleeping, it’s kind of creepy. But usually he’s aware of it, and usually he’s not too happy about it.
This cat is a slut and is the reason I have so many cats today. (via jessieshungry.com)
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I love this boy.
I hope those of you who feel lonely are patient, because it’s totally worth the wait.
this heart of mine (via welcome, ghosts)