Birthday Song - Frankie Cosmos

Feb 27, 2014

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Blockbuster Video Graveyard

new godspeed you black emperor album art 

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Sep 23, 2013 143,694 notes


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Sep 23, 2013 132 notes

It’s like the director wanted to one up Mélies so just decided to have the moon vomit all over everyone 


1908 silent film, Excursion to the Moon

Sep 21, 2013 122 notes


Escape From Tomorrow, An Unauthorized Indie Fantasy-Horror Film Shot Secretly Inside Disney Parks

Sep 21, 2013 1,189 notes

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Sep 21, 2013 200 notes

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Sep 21, 2013 5,454 notes


gif from my lov poem “truely madly deeply

Sep 21, 2013 61 notes


space, man

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Sep 13, 2013 34 notes


Andy Gilmore

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Sep 13, 2013 571 notes


i am eating a plastic bowl of impostor macncheese

and thinking of arches national park in utah, united states

i am thinking of utah and the redness of the sand and the mormons

backstroking across the great salt lake

and how the mormons will never be content with their being and

occasionally wear special underwear

and how i am occasionally content and never 

wear underwear that is particularly special

i am thinking of how i want to do to a television set 

what nature has done to arches national park in utah, united states

i empty my jean pockets and pull out quarters and old peanuts

i toss the peanuts at a poster of kennedy on the wall

i let the peanuts collect on the tile floor

the peanuts support a bacteria colony

the bacteria colony thrives, marries, pursues a profession, 

grows old, perishes, accepts a monarchy, rebels, 

institutes democracy, elects leaders,

perishes again, studies astronomy, and develops space travel

i am trying to find anagrams of august

though i know there aren’t any

and watching a quilt of insects advance across my window

i am thinking of your eyes as car headlights

fading from summer to fall to spring 

to summer again

and even though it is already september

i still cannot see any traces of them lifting over the pavement

this is not a love poem, i am just hungry

i am always hungry and i am always in love

i am thinking of owning a hawk one day

i am sitting in a tire swing that smells profusely

of the titular kimya dawson song and seaweed

and hear cicadas orbiting the foliage

that are whistling in unison and are content whistling in unison 

and i am ok to die eventually but not any time soon

i eat a large slim jim and feel slightly more masculine

Sep 6, 2013 3 notes


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Sep 6, 2013 34 notes

Walter White and the Amazing Blue Crystal Meth: A Breaking Bad Rock Opera

Shout out to my fantastic former teacher Drew DiFonzo Marks as Jesse Pinkman

Sep 6, 2013