highschool heartache.

Rest in Peace my dear friend

Jeff Gargiulo

you will be forever missed and remembered.

lady of the spells

there's hope on my breath
when you say you'll someday be able to make promises to me
and when you do, you'll break a few, as promised.

funny ho-ha lunch text-

Me- "I'm going to be in Conneticut this week."
Brandon- " Where you gonna be?"
Me- " New Fair Field."
Brandon- " O. I know where that is. Lunch date?"
Me- " If yer into it!"
Brandon- " Def what i'm into."
Me- "Ok - so your around this week?"
Brandon- " Yup. Gonna be in Danbury Wednesday."
Me- " Bahahaha - I was about to say "get out of town" but don't do that literally! "
Brandon- " hahahaha. "

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documents.

+ just some of my summer capturings.

madly mad.

Truly fucking amazing.

i knew you would say that.

but see, i've been out drinking with my baby.
and you've got that fantastic smile of yours
we know what we: mean
and so are you.
but this is what happens when you share ones secerts.
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+ just another girl, another planet.

Lykki Li x RICK ROSS

Lykke Li from Donnie Scantz on Vimeo.


She's the most cute.

Anticon.

Lyrically one of my favorite songs:


As I lay me down to fall asleep

With my demons dying and my pilot light weak
I curse the last six months I been hiding behind a mustache, yeah
And to those last ten years I been howling a paper moon: fuck you

This goes out to all my underdone, under-tongue, lung long frontmen
(This is what the ghost of someone's dad says)
And all us earth growths, some planted
And some pulled
(Shut up and put your money where your mouth is)

Shine a flashlight in a hat box and spin
An empty oyster shell and celebrate the hollows

This goes out to dirty dancing, cursing, backmasking,
backslidden pastor's kids
(From behind bars it's not so hard to see he's risen)
And all us earth growths, some planted
And some pulled

(But nobody finds God and then goes to prison)
In Berlin I saw two men fuck in a dark corner of a basketball court
Just the slight jingle of pocket change pulsing

In the tourist part I lost fifty Euros
To the guy with the walnut shells and the marbles
It really pissed me off, so oh
I thought I'd go back to get my money but all my homies warned me
Oh no, those gypsies probably got knives

This goes out to all my under brewed, double-duped, two times true fools
(Stuck faking a phone call or texting for company)
And all us earth grows, I'm planted
That's some pull
(Like a married uncle at a family function)

I got them shaky gums and a couple of loose tooths
Now tell me, what should I do, my god

The clock's always stuck telling 11:11, or 3:32

This goes out to all my underdone, other-tongued, lung long frontmen
(Even just Joanna Newsom’s left hand)
And all us earth growths, some planted
And some pulled
(I bet could beat the pants in bass off your best man)
This goes out to all my underdone, other-tongued, lung long frontmen
(This is what the ghost of someone's dad says)
And all us earth growths
Doing the croak like it ain't no joke


In a crowded room project a debonair aloof impermanence
Be shrouded loosely in an air of indeterminates
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