July 15, 2010

“I feel like an old railroad man

Who’s really tried the best that he can

To make his life add up to something good

But this engine no longer burns on wood

And I guess I may never understand

The times that I live in

Are not made for a railroad man”

July 14, 2010

“Maybe I don’t like people as much as the rest of the world seems to. Seems like the human race is in love with itself. What kind of ego do you have to have to think that you were created in God’s image? I mean, to invent the idea that god must be like us. Please. I guess I’m becoming one of those crusty old cranks that thinks animals are better that people. But, occasionally, people will pleasantly surprise me and I’ll fall in love with one of them, so go figure”

July 14, 2010

“Life is so full of unpredictable beauty and strange surprises. Sometimes the beauty is too much for me to handle. Do you know that feeling? When somethings is just too beautiful? When someone says something or writes something or plays something that moves you to the point of tears, maybe even changes you. It’s nice when a non-believer has to question their doubts. That might be what lead me to music in the first place. It was like magic. I could transcend the shitty situations around me and even turn them into something positive just by setting them to music.”

July 6, 2010
carmenjoy:

thegoldengirl:

(via paris, ohwowcassie)

:D

carmenjoy:

thegoldengirl:

(via paris, ohwowcassie)

:D

June 30, 2010
citarre:

Night Man, sneaky and meanSpider inside my dreamsYou make me wanna cryYou make me wanna dieI love you, I love you, I love you,I love you, I love youNight Man

This is the most awesome thing, ever.

citarre:

Night Man, sneaky and mean
Spider inside my dreams

You make me wanna cry
You make me wanna die
I love you, I love you, I love you,
I love you, I love you
Night Man

This is the most awesome thing, ever.

June 30, 2010
Radioheaddddddddddddd

Radioheaddddddddddddd

June 25, 2010
On the day that I turned 23,
I was curled up underneath a dogwood tree.
When suddenly a girl,
with skin the color of a pearl.
She wandered aimlessly, but she didn’t seem to see.
She was listenin’ for the angels just like me.

On the day that I turned 23, I was curled up underneath a dogwood tree. When suddenly a girl, with skin the color of a pearl. She wandered aimlessly, but she didn’t seem to see. She was listenin’ for the angels just like me.

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June 25, 2010
(via alliestreet)

(via alliestreet)

June 24, 2010
I know no quicker way, dear,
to the shiny gates of hell.
Than a room full of handsome devils,
comparing everything to everything else.

I know no quicker way, dear,

to the shiny gates of hell.

Than a room full of handsome devils,

comparing everything to everything else.

June 24, 2010
Free your mind.

Free your mind.

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