that song came from my best friend nathaniel
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| us @ my 21st birthday (circa forever ago.) |
nath is a brilliant poet and wrote this poem:
A generation of low totem look books
Beauty subjective to it’s arch nemesis
Reading thundershowers
A windy room full of unfinished aspirations
A Smith & Westin 22’ covering my debts
A masquerade in an abandoned church
A generation of fake spectacles
Expensive dreams
Following imaginary friends
A cigarette we put out just to smoke a blunt
A bottle of water we killed someone for
A tattoo saying the words that I can’t
A generation of apathy
An era of delusion
Fashion is revolution…
The light reflects the glitter as I walk…
… But once you hit La Brea… The light fades and so do they.
-nathaniel segall
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| abe lincoln x4 |
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i'm talking to you, los angeles. |
jump start my kaleidoscope heart.
love to watch the colors fade...
-sara bareilles
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| (remix) (love this) |
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| make your bed SWING. |
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| anyone fancy a good ol' fashioned yard sale? |
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| ceiling tiles, oh my. |
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| sk8 and be happy. |
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| well said. |
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| brilliant & fantastic. |
i want to exist in this moment:
not when the wave crashes on the shore,
not when the water sits still on itself,
but in the spray.
when it gets to reach up to the sky,
and hold there.
(even if just for a second)
i went for a run this morning.
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| (uh huh) |
i'm working a long day today and working late tomorrow (saturday)...
gotta kick ass.
"it is not necessary to change.
survival is not mandatory.
-w. edwards deming
xoxo. -tory
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