Noa Charuvi →
Doorway
Guess who sux at vurld vide veb n has to revlog herself to get shit 2 da right place…..
Noa Charuvi →
Doorway
“ By definition, good taste is horrible taste. ”
— Miuccia Prada (via andrewharlow)(Source: antevorta, via andrewharlow)
E-Z does it →
Cuz I had to come back n b dumb
Drivin back from NY, bout to go down the rabbit hole. Cya tumblr, it was nice n easy but shit’s gotta get real sometime right?
The little book of nightmares #28
don’t wanna see anyone today
it was the ball of paint that did it.
my fingers read the wrinkles. once upon a time not so long ago.. thrown against the glass. stretched in sunshine. peeled off and crushed into a dark, dry scalp. the end.
i set the fire
but you are the phoenix.
ash the taste in my mouth ash my skin ash and my hands catching my head before it falls through the hole in my center where my heart was supposed to be. how could i? dread is the only thing in my stomach. ash i dig through to find shards of hate still alive in the coals and the foundation of fear still stands. what i am is burnt up, buried even further beneath the reasons why.
How to tell if a speaker is blown
Shower
Change
Cover shift
Avoid eye contact
Get out his way
Protect ya neck (don’t risk bc some1 is dumb)
Ignore threats
Don’t return body language
Predict bad shit- won’t bother if expected
Resp. laws + enforcers
Don’t accept it in elf
Avoid upsetting others Write (songs)
“Look at him walk. My lil German assassin babyboo.”
Can we not talk about it
You want to get your heart broken?
Yea.
Why cuz it’s romantic?
No cuz I hate making people cry. Most days I would rather cry
who cares about the kid who rolls the dice
helped himself just to get hit around
falling asleep in the morning
much easier to cigarette up at the gas station
than break fiona from the freezer
The mark of a crazy person
I like everything you do and I know it’s wrong but I can’t help it
In the interview the cameramen got im sayin, “When I look back on my life I don’t know what to think. I don’t understand why I was ever here. I’ll die not knowing. Maybe I’m missing a part if the head that makes a human because I don’t feel like one of those. None of it makes any sense. Photos books memories but she. she was. she wild so beautiful. I remember thinking I’d never seen anyone as beautiful as her.”
She say praise god
And you need your barbies
You need alphabet foam floor puzzle
Only $29.99 discounted from a lie with a line through it
But she knows we see it stained, wiped on a projector
Label here drug deal on tha corner
The souped up ride
The kids under the bed, hidin
Green lights go gun gun through the frozen glow like that to bring it all to a screamin to a crash right here on the block so we can all stand around in red and blue flashes. Scratchin each others heads bleedin fingernails tapping out how did this happen n how did I get here? Joyride deathdrive til the end if I’m smashed if I die before blam-blam-blam stealin all if it from better artists but you know here in America thieves don’t get their hands cut off nah it’s the heads that go fallin out they heads squeezed out fm nooses of candy fallin out they heads like confetti cuz it’s a party that’s why I went to get a signature from the examining room how else would I have this much what I got with this necklace o pills round my neck droppin to my stomach ringin round them prosey heartbeats bouncin ringworm out my chest I’ve nicknamed Rx359whatever cuz I didn’t take care of my things was too rough scratched thru the serial number so now there’s nothin to do but burn the cones all the way through go blind go blind it’s time to climb into the speaker box tell her to turn it up fit to blow me out bam crack fetus dyin wrapped all dead in a womb of sound waves all around
