I’ve realized that you can’t really hack someone’s tumblr like you can on Facebook. On Facebook you can update a status to say, “I like dick in the eyeball,” and everyone would be freaked out. On tumblr, people would be like, “yeah man me too.” Then post a gif from supernatural.
I had a dream last night where I made out with a guy I went to high school with. A guy with whom I had a love/hate relationship, because we loved to hate on each other. It was a strange dream and he was a terrible kisser.
DO U EVER JUST REMEMBER SOMEONE WHO PRETTY MUCH FUCKED UP YOUR LIFE AND THEN UR LIKE WOW I WAS SO FUCKING STUPID TO ALLOW THEM INTO MY LIFE FOR A STARTERS WHY DIDN’T I PUNCH THEM IN THE FACE WHILE I HAD THE CHANCE I’M GLAD THEY ARE GONE BY NOW
“One of the most-common mistakes that beginning writers make is leaving their characters alone. Writing, you may be alone. Reading, your audience may be alone. But your character should spend very, very little time alone. Because a solitary character starts thinking or worrying or wondering.”—Chuck Palahniuk (via amandaonwriting)
I fucking hate it when you’re in such a fantastically giddy mood and then you see one simple little thing that makes you think, “oh” and then you just get this empty feeling in your chest and you get nauseous and the world just crumbles and you want to just lay under a blanket and close your eyes and fall asleep and never wake up.
in english class today my teacher asked “what is the definition of poetry” and he called on me and i said “anything type of writing that is not prose” and he got very angry because his lesson plan was to have a twenty minute discussion about the definition of poetry and then tell the class the definition was any writing that wasnt prose and apparently i ruined his lesson so he took my talking privileges away
if you ever feel bad about yourself, just remember that one time i had to fly with my cello so we bought it a seat
and it got upgraded to first class
i hate being that guy who adds onto a text post but my dad is a cellist and he has to buy a seat for his cello every time he has to fly somewhere for a show and the cello has become such a valued customer for airlines that we regularly get mail addressed to “Cello Friesen” for airfare deals and stuff
“As a writer, I need an enormous amount of time alone. Writing is 90 percent procrastination: reading magazines, eating cereal out of the box, watching infomercials. It’s a matter of doing everything you can to avoid writing, until it is about four in the morning and you reach the point where you have to write. Having anybody watching that or attempting to share it with me would be grisly.”—Paul Rudnick (via raeality)