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I was just at a party with a bunch of white people – don’t get me wrong Im white too. But these were like american apparel white people. They all had skinny jeans on. It was weird. But. I talked to them and I got along with all of them, and it wasn’t weird at all. Every bone in my body wanted to hate those around me. But, I couldn’t, I simply agreed with all there political opinions and music tastes.

I am like everyone else. I am white.

Dreams

Yesterday, or was it two days ago. I decided – after being unhappy with my life since I was 19 – to start following my dreams. I’m twenty five now and I’ve been going to school for 6 fucking years. Wasting money and being semi-gay.

Don’t ever go to school. Its a waste of money and the people that go to school are retarded and lazy. Like me. The best shit is once you decide school is retarded and it doesn’t matter anymore.

Like a bat flying outta a cave with toothpaste all over its ears (so it can’t use its sonar anymore). This is how I feel on the best of days. Not now – usually after I’ve drank 2 coffees and I’m biking into minus 40 wind chills.

Dreams feel like that. Dreams are meant to feel sketchy. When you dream at night that shit is always sketchy.

For instances.

The first dreams I remember was some mad max shit – and I was, like, 4 years old. Picture a deserted wasteland, crawling forward. No one talking.  Just darkness. Sand in your eyes, ears, mouth, hair. For years. Feeling like you want to puke in your baby’s mouth – whether it be a child or a lover.

There was some sort of apoclypse but its not clear what or how. Doesn’t matter really. You’re here and shits fucked.

There are some people with you. They seem all tired and weak. Move on and don’t complain.

This is a dream I had. And today, or was it two days ago, but I decided to start following those childish dreams. I’m going to be poor and weak. But I’m fucking stoked.

Im retarded

The Internet ruined me.

Les allemand ètaient chez moi

Les Allemands étaient chez moi,
ils me disent, “résigne toi,”
mais je n’ai pas peur;
j’ai repris mon arme.
J’ai changé cent fois de nom,
j’ai perdu femme et enfants
mais j’ai tant d’amis;
j’ai la France entière.
Un vieil homme dans un grenier
pour la nuit nous a caché,
les Allemands l’ont pris;

The Mutt

Absolutely amazing.

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poetry?

I found this by doing an image search on leonard cohen. I think its one of the best pieces of poetry I’ve read in a long time.

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Great stuff

Two amazing photos

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