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"Encircled a slug in salt
Watched him disintegrate
As he made his great escape"

Sociopath

                                           F. Ocean Baby.

u mad bro?

fuckyeahthegrowlers:

fools—life:

THE HUNG AT HEART GARAGE RECORDINGS ● ONE MILLION LOVERS

This brings me back to happy. 

(Source: vimeo.com)

You got a monopoly on midcity

Cant roll thru without thinkin’ of you

In the summer, over dinner, I remember

Said we would move to Norway

Betre lite enn ingenting. 

By Scott Fraser

"I’ve fallen in love or I imagine I have; went to a party and lost my head. Bought a horse which I don’t need at all. - Leo Tolstoy, January 25, 1851"

(Source: wtevs, via vicemag)

collectivehistory:

“Beware of Artists” - Actual poster issued by Senator Joseph McCarthy in 1950s, at height of the red scare.

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The Vacation, a poem by Wendell Berry.

Once there was a man who filmed his vacation.
He went flying down the river in his boat
with his video camera to his eye, making
a moving picture of the moving river
upon which his sleek boat moved swiftly
toward the end of his vacation. He showed
his vacation to his camera, which pictured it,
preserving it forever: the river, the trees,
the sky, the light, the bow of his rushing boat
behind which he stood with his camera
preserving his vacation even as he was living it
so that after he had had it he would still
have it. It would be there. With a flick
of a switch, there it would be. But he
would not be in it. He would never be in it.

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