In the Clutches of These Colors

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19.Brazilian.Berklee 2016.PK, MK, TCK.Composer/songwriter.Kinda smart.
Really foolish.Thinks too much.Imperfect.Writes a lot.Dreams.Believes.

(carpe noctem~)

Pictures out there hold my heart
In the clutches of their colors
And shapes of the stars descend to tell me
That my soul belongs
With
Or without
Your approval
  • Freddy: I'm not kidding, Don. What am I gonna do?
  • Don: It's not an ending; it's a fresh start.
  • Freddy: If I don't go into that office every day... Who am I?

“So why did I kiss him so hard
Late last Friday night?
And keep on letting him
Change all my plans?

I’m either so sick in the head
I need to be bled to quit,
Or I just really used to love him,
I sure hope that’s it.

When I walk around, I frequently stop to look at/analyze the colors, and the shapes the buildings make with each other, and the juxtaposition of a bunch of stuff. Life is worth looking at. 

I’m learning basic German and for some reason they call genderless nouns “neuter nouns.” I feel so guilty, like, I keep thinking:

“So that’s neuter, oh that’s feminine, that’s masculine, nope this one has no genitals definitely neuter…”

miss-love:

It would be nice if I could just turn off my feelings for a while because they’re messy and complicated and I don’t feel like dealing with them. Can’t I just repress them for later?

Aaaaand let’s go to the board, do we have “repression”?

DINGDINGDING one of the most common ways of ineffectively dealing with your emotions, practically tied with escapism! 

chanel-smokes:

perfect

There are many things wrong with this… Only one of them being that so many people actually adhere to these little philosophies.

  • Affect: verb, an AAAAction (e.g. "It affects me.")
  • Effect: noun (-ive adj., -ly adv.), ~Not~ an action (e.g. The effect of this is to affect your knowledge.)
  • fer1972: Brooke Shaden 1. The Research Laboratory 2. House of Floods 3. Wild Birds Burning 4. The Tide That Takes Us
  • fer1972: Brooke Shaden 1. The Research Laboratory 2. House of Floods 3. Wild Birds Burning 4. The Tide That Takes Us
  • fer1972: Brooke Shaden 1. The Research Laboratory 2. House of Floods 3. Wild Birds Burning 4. The Tide That Takes Us
  • fer1972: Brooke Shaden 1. The Research Laboratory 2. House of Floods 3. Wild Birds Burning 4. The Tide That Takes Us

fer1972:

Brooke Shaden

1. The Research Laboratory

2. House of Floods

3. Wild Birds Burning

4. The Tide That Takes Us

I just watched an old episode of Out Of The Box and I’m crying from all the memories. 

  • THIS WAS MY CHILDHOOD. Wait wait a second, I just watched the intro for a halloween episode and Tony goes: We get together every day with some of the kids in our neighborhood. And if that wasn’t CREEPY ENOUGH, Vivian says: And play in this clubhouse we built in my backyard! …Suddenly I’m questioning the innocence of my younger years.
  • THIS WAS MY CHILDHOOD. Wait wait a second, I just watched the intro for a halloween episode and Tony goes: We get together every day with some of the kids in our neighborhood. And if that wasn’t CREEPY ENOUGH, Vivian says: And play in this clubhouse we built in my backyard! …Suddenly I’m questioning the innocence of my younger years.

THIS WAS MY CHILDHOOD.

Wait wait a second, I just watched the intro for a halloween episode and Tony goes:

We get together every day with some of the kids in our neighborhood.

And if that wasn’t CREEPY ENOUGH, Vivian says:

And play in this clubhouse we built in my backyard!

…Suddenly I’m questioning the innocence of my younger years.

At some point, “incognito” is going to be a code word for porn and it’ll all be Google Chrome’s fault.

~trigger warning~

I know this is pretty fucked up but if you ever want to see an old guy killing himself (peacefully[ish]) right next to his wife, and learn about something lots of people don’t want to talk about, you can watch this documentary:

http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/terry-pratchett-choosing-to-die/

2headedsnake:

Tammam Azzam, Freedom graffiti

‘Kiss by Klimt’ painted on the remains of a building hit by bombs and bullets.

So, I slept for a half-hour then got up and took a shower so that I can go do a thing I need to do and, y’know, make my life worthwhile.

But instead I sat down. And didn’t get up. And now I’m not going. And this is how my life works. And, honestly, there’s a problem somewhere but I don’t know what it is or how to fix it.

…Oops.