Later, the college obsession would seize us, a subtle, terrifying virus. Everybody had to go to some college or other. A business college, a junior college, a state college, a secretarial college, an Ivy League college, a pig farmers’ college.
– Sylvia Plath (America! America!) +
So, why am I not in wonderful Chicago right now?
Oh, right, because Lollapalooza sold out right before I got my paycheck.
Apparently orgasm is the only point where your mind becomes completely empty—you think of nothing for that second. That’s why it’s so compelling—it’s a tiny taste of death. Your mind is void—you have nothing in your head save white light. Nothing save that white light and ‘YES!’—which is fantastic. Just knowing ‘Yes.’
– Jeff Buckley +
wednesday night plan?
totally working on finishing an oil painting whilst in my underwear
(& listening to radiohead, fuck yes)
but seriously, it’s like 100 degrees & humid & three fans aren’t doing the job
no one else is gonna finish this john lennon, so fuck
