January 2012
2 posts
I like animated gfs
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December 2011
6 posts
I was standing outside of a coffeehouse today
and I heard two people talking, and one of them said to the other, “Yeah man, life’s too short to smoke bad weed” and then took a long drag of his cigarette. And then I said “Life’s too short to ride most theme park rides.”
The only differences between men and women are the...
For instance, men usually have Basset Hounds on their laps, and women are more partial to Pomeranians.
I wanna be a rock superstar.
To live large. A big house, five cars. To be in charge.
But mainly I just wanted heated tiles in the bathroom.
So, I decided to cover “Electrocution”...
November 2011
4 posts
I wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' bad. Buy all...
Listen, Travie McCoy, you need to calm the fuck down. I want a new car and an endless supply of cigarettes, and THAT’s more realistic than becoming a billionaire, but just as unlikely to happen. So shut the fuck up and get over it.
You can’t always get what you want. But if you try sometimes, you just might find you get what you need.
Dr. Dog - Easy Beat
Everyone's freaking out about everything that's...
but am I the only one with the foresight to realize that all of this shit will happen again? All of this shit has happened before. This isn’t anything unusual. You can either obsess over the imperfect state of the world or go on living your life and trying to make it the best that you can. You’ll find me in the latter camp.
And don’t you dare fucking accuse me of not caring. I...
October 2011
11 posts
thunder cackles in the background beating an angry drum under the moon’s rage-blind grin I barrel down an eastward highway through the badlands death strikes from strobe-light static in the sky cars park under the hoax of a safe overpass the tops of cell phone towers beacon haphazard hope through god’s bloodthirsty mist lightning swoops down for a kiss I flick a fire and breathe smoke...
Instagram
The only thing I use it for is making pictures of stupid shit look worse than they already do.
It's 6 AM
Keep the bed warm for me, darling you know I stray outside and smoke my lungs black and once, in the alley out back I paced for miles and leagues and lit by the gentle yellow beams of all the simmering lamp bulbs begging for lambency but barely letting out an electric whimper I was swallowed in the belly of the city dark and lonely
I crawl around at midnight past the tienda de licor and the...
I'm sitting on the porch
and the neighbors below are doing laundry and I can smell the fumes from the dryer coming up to the balcony. It smells fucking amazing. I love the smell of clean laundry.
Colin, why don't you smoke weed?
I’ll tell you. The thing is, I used to smoke weed, and I used to enjoy it. You know, in the 8th grade. I used to smoke it out of tinfoil bowls and I’d get a bunch of ash in my mouth, but it made me giggly and goofy. Weed back then was weak and had dirt in it and you didn’t know where it came from and it just made you laugh a lot at really stupid shit.
Now weed is very, very...
Dear people who have music automatically play when...
What the fuck is this, myspace in 2005?
I’m just sitting here, listening to Bruce Springsteen in the dark, and I click on somebody’s blog and my ears are not only bombarded by a bunch of indie dancewave whatever-the-fuck bullshit, but the sound of that mixes together with Bruce Springsteen and creates something so horrible I feel like putting a gun in my mouth.
And jesus christ, cut...
Music, Life, Communication
Songs, for me, are often a work in progress. And unfortunately they almost never get completely finished. Songwriting, too, is a work in progress. And songwriting is my life. It isn’t a choice. It isn’t a career decision. It isn’t a hobby. It’s the only thing I know how to do. I take that back—it’s the only thing I feel required to do. I could be many things,...
Colin Weaver - Ohio
So, this is the final-ish...
I am a modern poet
full of longing and regret
lusting for the future I’ve never met
feeling bent and lost
I have earned my degree
in the city
of commonplace necessity
This burning never ceases
to imbibe me
I am a modern poet
celebrating what I’ve lost
my deaf blind machinery
Yearning for the shell
of what I used to believe.
August 2011
2 posts
July 2011
37 posts
So, I got a new tattoo yesterday
and it smells funny. Not like infection. I think I’m actually smelling the ink. Has anyone ever gotten a tattoo and actually smelled it? It’s crazy. I’ll post pictures once it’s healed and done scabbing.
Well, got mugged tonight.
I'm listening to Katy Perry.
T.G.I.F.
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500 Miles to Memphis - Fireflies
Best listened to...
Merle Haggard - Okie from Muskogee
I may not have a hot muscular tanned body
but I have a brain and I make noises with my mouth that some refer to as “singing” and I slam my fingers into these metal strings stretched across a hollow piece of wood while I do that and I think it sounds okay.
degaussedrachel:
Say Hi - Sallie’s Heart Is...
Colin Weaver - Black Heart
Wrote this song some...
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I've always thought it was lame
when people went jogging and listened to inspirational or upbeat music. How pathetic is that? People shouldn’t need to listen to music to get them out and running if they need to lose a few pounds or stay in shape.
When I go running, I listen to a recording of myself saying things like “Hey, just take a break for a couple hours,” or “Psst, I think there’s a...
hey tumblr, guess what
“chicken butt”
NO TUMBLR. I was going to tell you that I have the best girlfriend in the world and I am so, so, so lucky.
degaussedrachel:
I’m glad I found someone that a) doesn’t care that I don’t look look like Miley and B) doesn’t care that I obsess over wanting to look like celebrities like Miley.
I’m glad I found someone that doesn’t care if I make really obnoxious noises all the time.