the way we weren't

syntheticpubes: by Nic Persinger

Wed, 16 Dec 2009 02:51:09 -0800

syntheticpubes: by Nic Persinger

when actors live together

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 16:49:00 -0800

roommate, into phone: “I’m going to bring a hanger, matches, and some string.”

me, walking past: “Are you performing an abortion?”

roommate: “No, MacGyver.”

me: “Oh, right.”

An Almost Made-Up Poem - Bukowski

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 13:21:14 -0800

this is so many kinds of wonderful. i was growing bored of many of the sub-par bukowski poems (of which he has many, which is okay, because he was insanely prolific and they can’t all be brilliant) littered across tumblr, but this one is so very full of so very many beautiful moments.

fuckyeahbukowski:

smut-to-go:

I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny
blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny
they are small, and the fountain is in France
where you wrote me that last letter and
I answered and never heard from you again.
you used to write insane poems about
ANGELS AND GOD, all in upper case, and you
knew famous artists and most of them
were your lovers, and I wrote back, it’ all right,
go ahead, enter their lives, I’ not jealous
because we’ never met. we got close once in
New Orleans, one half block, but never met, never
touched. so you went with the famous and wrote
about the famous, and, of course, what you found out
is that the famous are worried about
their fame –– not the beautiful young girl in bed
with them, who gives them that, and then awakens
in the morning to write upper case poems about
ANGELS AND GOD. we know God is dead, they’ve told
us, but listening to you I wasn’t sure. maybe
it was the upper case. you were one of the
best female poets and I told the publishers,
editors, ” her, print her, she’s mad but she’s
magic. there’s no lie in her fire.” I loved you
like a man loves a woman he never touches, only
writes to, keeps little photographs of. I would have
loved you more if I had sat in a small room rolling a
cigarette and listened to you piss in the bathroom,
but that didn’ happen. your letters got sadder.
your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, all
lovers betray. it didn’ help. you said
you had a crying bench and it was by a bridge and
the bridge was over a river and you sat on the crying
bench every night and wept for the lovers who had
hurt and forgotten you. I wrote back but never
heard again. a friend wrote me of your suicide
3 or 4 months after it happened. if I had met you
I would probably have been unfair to you or you
to me. it was best like this.

maaaaan, i can’t believe i missed the one-night only...

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 13:00:00 -0800

maaaaan, i can’t believe i missed the one-night only second city reunion in chicago last weekend!!! GOLD.

(via sheescapes) jimmy, aaja jimmy, aaja come back jimmy.

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 11:26:51 -0800

(via sheescapes)

jimmy, aaja

come back jimmy.

(via eeelizabeth) yummer.

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 11:09:07 -0800

(via eeelizabeth)

yummer.

pretty much my new favorite video. “floating head.”...

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 11:00:00 -0800

pretty much my new favorite video. “floating head.” do it.

by sam taylor-wood

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 10:24:18 -0800

by sam taylor-wood

via iwantmybearsuit

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 01:15:39 -0800

via iwantmybearsuit

finished the ireland transcripts!!!!! (above, me, previous trip...

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 13:20:29 -0800

finished the ireland transcripts!!!!! (above, me, previous trip to dublin, 2007)

the lovefruits.

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 09:40:05 -0800

the lovefruits.

My lovely friends Chrissy & Anthony got engaged last week....

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 09:40:00 -0800

My lovely friends Chrissy & Anthony got engaged last week. This is how. It is probably the most fantastic proposal story ever. The bar has thusly been raised. So. So. High.

Chrissy’s favorite artist is Roy Lichtenstein. Anthony commissioned an artist to do a portrait of the two of them in the style of Lichtenstein’s Kiss series. He then had his friend, who works at the Phoenix Art Museum, section off a room at the museum, in which he set up the painting on an easel and planned on strolling through the room with Chrissy, having her realize that the portrait was actually of the two of them, then propose. He did, she did, he did, she said yes. Then he had a group of all their friends surprise her afterwards with a congratulatory party at a wine bar.

Right? Best. Proposal. Ever. There’s no couple I know that goes together better. So excited for them. (The two of them above, in front of the Lichtenstein portrait.)

and this was the other side of the...

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 09:39:43 -0800

and this was the other side of the “CONGRATULATIONS!!!” sign waiting for them, just in case she said “no.”

iwantmybearsuit:(via avalanche)

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 01:10:38 -0800

iwantmybearsuit:(via avalanche)

via maoscoloridas she did, she did!

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 01:09:03 -0800

via maoscoloridas

she did, she did!

Sorry about the bony elbows, sorry we lived here, sorry about...

Sun, 13 Dec 2009 15:00:00 -0800

Sorry about the bony elbows,

sorry we lived here,

sorry about the scene

at the bottom of the stairwell

and how I ruined everything

by saying it out loud.

Especially that,

but I should have known. You see,

I take the parts that I remember and stitch

them back together to make a creature that

will do what I say or love me back.

.Richard Siken.

maoscoloridas:(via dia36)

Sun, 13 Dec 2009 13:00:00 -0800

maoscoloridas:(via dia36)

i had to hang up with my dad in order to take this photo. i want...

Sun, 13 Dec 2009 10:16:22 -0800

i had to hang up with my dad in order to take this photo. i want to KNOW this driver.

by alexander shahmiri

Sun, 13 Dec 2009 03:17:00 -0800

by alexander shahmiri

Sun, 13 Dec 2009 03:16:00 -0800

by alexander shahmiri