Broken Social Scene Backyards
It’s getting progressively warmer here in Berkeley and is supposed to get up to 82 on Monday. This song reminds me of summer every time I hear it.
blacksangria:hello-therelove:twothirty:kyndollwood:
Stare at the center and don’t blink.
Crazy!
love this girl
Me: funniest movie of summer ‘09?
Jonas: YES!!! I love biblical shit!
Really amazing op-ed piece in the Times yesterday.
Does this every fucking time, after class is over the professor peaces while the hundred or so of us crowd like vultures to get our assignments back. Maybe he could pass the bundle around DURING class.
When I lick my lips it looks like I’ve been sipping on a cold glass of type A positive
Shanghaied from the back of a Red Cross truck
But really I hate the taste of Blood
Its metallic flavor makes me cringe
I stay indoors once every 6 months
I try every medication left of cold relief
I even tried vodka on a q-tip
nothing ever works so for now I go on looking like a slob who can’t wipe his mouth after a 3rd virgin bloody mary
Really I’m just a victim
of my mother who passed this disease to me as a youth
I’m contagious as hell and need to remind others
I try to sidestep ever saying the words
but this time I don’t give a flying phuck
I have herpes of the upper lip.
Well, I just moved out here to San Francisco, moreover Berkeley. This town is so fucked. I’ve only been here a week and I can tell. I was walking back to my apartment when two homeless deadbeats accosted me. I told them “sorry, I’m not the government, as they seem to be the only one that gives out checks for doing nothing” to which the crazys started barking something about free love and helping a “brother” out. I love it. I can’t even find a job myself with a college degree and they expect to be given free money. WTF, shit’s the wackness right there. And the best part was, they were standing right in front of the Berkeley Public Library, the only place that could truly help these people out. Irony at its best.
I don’t have a problem with folks living on the street, I really don’t. If that’s the life they choose then, sure, fine by me. It’s the fact that so many of them are mentally ill and unstable that pisses me off and makes me feel unsafe.
“I’m addressing you.
Are you going to let our emotional life be run by Time Magazine?
I’m obsessed by Time Magazine.
I read it every week.
Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore.
I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library.”
- Allen Ginsberg
I love this vintage style. Not to mention the beauty of the subject.
