January 2012
2 posts
endormirse:
just tell me where it hurts and i’ll tell you who to call
December 2011
25 posts
happy graduation to me!
“You are generally obligated to repay your student loan(s), even if you do not complete your program of study, do not complete the program within the normal timeframe for completing it, are unable to obtain employment after you complete your program, or are otherwise dissatisfied with or do not receive the educational or other services that you purchased from the school. However, there are a...
lots and lots and lots of nostalgia.
nostalgia and amphetamines.
this is the most amazing thing ever →
what the fuck should I make for dinner →
radical cartography →
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to read:
debord debord debord
the book of pleasures
the autobiography of red
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I woke this morning and the first word I spoke was “softly,”
I do love reading hindu myths online,
Thinking in this way, Lord Krsna immediately picked up Govardhana Hill with one hand, exactly as a child picks up a mushroom from the ground. Thus He exhibited His transcendental pastime of lifting Govardhana Hill. Lord Krsna then began to address His devotees, “My dear brothers, My dear father, My dear inhabitants of Vrndavana, you can now safely enter under the umbrella of Govardhana Hill,...
The Teenage Liberation Handbook - PDF →
I wish I had found this book six years ago. My sister will be in eighth grade next year, and I’m going to give this to her before she enters high school. I’m also going to have a copy in my house, for my kids.
Alternative education for the win!
bikram yoga suing yoga to the people. oh,... →
PETITION IT HERE: http://www.change.org/petitions/can-yoga-be-owned
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there's a lady in the city and she thinks she...
she will love them when she sees them
they will lose her if they follow
and she only means to please them
and her heart is full and hollow
like a cactus tree
while she’s so busy being free—
an update:
since we last spoke, little tumblers, I:
-hastily entered a relationship with a highly intelligent artist named Dan, which I clumsily struggled to maintain à distance while I:
-went to Iceland for a month, and Copenhagen for a week
-lived in Paris for 5 months, fell in love with a beautiful woman named Chiara, was confused by this development
-came home to Minneapolis for Christmas, was...
operation: reoperation of tumblr: initiate!
oh no! i’m back!
Línus →
a young man I met in reykjavík, whose goodbye felt like a lover’s. here is him singing.
October 2011
1 post
September 2011
1 post
romarin photography - my new, and strictly... →
February 2011
1 post
anything to start writing again, even the strains of dylan shivering over the small, animal sound of two very quiet sobs. there is the earthy smell of some vegan concoction hitting a frying pan, there is the small mound of my possessions, the only ones, in the corner of the low-ceilinged room. they shoulder up against the wall, not wanting to occupy an impolite amount of space. when he is gone...
June 2010
14 posts
A thousand doors ago
when I was a lonely kid
in a big house with four
garages and it was summer
as long as I could remember,
I lay on the lawn at night,
clover wrinkling under me,
the wise stars bedding over me,
my mother’s window a funnel
of yellow heat running out,
my father’s window, half shut,
an eye where sleepers pass,
and the boards of the house
were smooth and...
overheard in minneapolis III
Man to a squirrel: You gotta be a man. Or a woman. Or BOTH! But be something!
May 2010
34 posts
ikilledmaxine:
sarajudy:
cailjudy:
Tallest...
