Cosas Extranas

She said It’s sad that you drink alone, I said it’s sad that you only drink when others...

Mon, 20 May 2013 03:28:09 -0400

She said It’s sad that you drink alone, I said it’s sad that you only drink when others are watching.

I followed your giiiirlfriend

Sun, 19 May 2013 13:55:38 -0400

She’s not my gf. I keep asking her to be but she keeps saying no.

Please delete that.

Sun, 19 May 2013 08:16:07 -0400

Where he be?

Sun, 19 May 2013 07:33:10 -0400

I don’t know. Please stop.

Where's George?

Sun, 19 May 2013 07:31:03 -0400

Who’s George.

I need to invent a new language just to describe how much I like you in full detail.

Sat, 18 May 2013 01:57:14 -0400

I need to invent a new language just to describe how much I like you in full detail.

"What I’m basically saying is that having kids is like being stuck in Antarctica."

Thu, 16 May 2013 15:03:53 -0400

“What I’m basically saying is that having kids is like being stuck in Antarctica.”

- Drew Magary, Someone Could Get Hurt (via gq)

I’m sorry that I said“That we were just good friends”

Tue, 14 May 2013 15:42:54 -0400

I’m sorry that I said
“That we were just good friends”

I’m really too young to be wearing socks and sandals.

Sat, 11 May 2013 06:44:22 -0400

I’m really too young to be wearing socks and sandals.

At times I feel as though I’m selfish. Perhaps self absorbed is a better way of wording it....

Sat, 11 May 2013 06:28:33 -0400

At times I feel as though I’m selfish. Perhaps self absorbed is a better way of wording it. There are many things in this lifetime that I want to accomplish that requires me to make certain sacrifices. One being the denial of happiness. This is the main reason I don’t want to be in a relationship. I was in a relationship that lasted approximately two years and at the end of it I realized that I had accomplished nothing. I had done very little writing but the outcome of the break up was far more superior. I began to write an incredibly stupid amount. Not illiterate or literally stupid but too much. I spent a whole summer being isolated in a room writing. I hung out with my friends a total of only four times that summer. That’s the summer I realized what the difference between alone, and lonely was. And how much I enjoyed being alone. I accomplished more that summer than I had the entire previous year. Fast forwarding into the future, once again I find myself wallowing on what is yet another failed relationship. However I can’t help but question myself if I ruined this one due to the lack of motivation. I was happy and that was the problem. My best work happens when my feelings are most alive. For some bizarre reason I get more done when I;m drowning my self in alcohol and typing away my thoughts. I don’t ever experience writers block because I’m constantly thinking of things to write all through out the day. This is why I refuse to let my happiness get in the way of my goals. I want to be a substitute teacher/English teacher/Writer/Hallmark Card writer/Author someday. I’m currently writing a children s book right now for my nephew as a birthday gift. I feel as though I can accomplish all the things I want as long as I just stay on track. This means putting happiness, relationships, and the hopes for someday having a family of my own in a box labeled “Not Now Not Ever?” because I must keep hurting a little more to accomplish all of my goals. The difference between being alone, and being lonely is that being alone is a choice.

lareviewofbooks: Michael Kammen reflects on his friendship with...

Sat, 11 May 2013 05:37:28 -0400

From "Jack Kerouac: Angelheaded Hipster" by Steve Turner (Viking) Reprinted with permission. All rights reserved.

From "Jack Kerouac: Angelheaded Hipster" By Steve Turner (Viking). Reprinted with permission. All rights reserved.

From "Off the Road: My Years with Cassady, Kerouac, and Ginsberg" by Carolyn Cassady (Black Spring Press) Reprinted with permission. All rights reserved.

lareviewofbooks:

Michael Kammen reflects on his friendship with Jack Kerouac and Joyce Johnson’s new biography The Voice is All, with a never-before-published letter from Kerouac to Kammen:

Why do we need a substantial new look at Jack Kerouac now, that largely ends late in 1951 with the completion of his best-known book, On the Road, which did not actually appear until 1957 when his oeuvre was blossoming but his melancholy decline began? Why indeed. First, because all but one previous biography are highly unsatisfactory, misleading about meanings and events, and not adequately based upon the abundant Kerouac archive.

Read it all here.

This article made me fall in love with Jack Kerouac all over again. The letter he sent to Joyce Johnson with the sonnet of Emily Dickinson is brilliant. I can’t get over how much I admire his work ethic and the sacrifices he made for his art. Writing is a form of art just as much as acrylics on a canvas are.

frankocean: desensitized eyes on this body i am…in this mirror...

Sat, 11 May 2013 05:13:15 -0400

frankocean:

desensitized eyes on this body i am…in this mirror i am. i got ostracized and didn’t notice till i closed my eyes last a.m. didn’t see. i need a point to keep these eyes in focus. i need my eyes to be quicker than your hands. they aren’t and won’t ever be- so when you do magic i won’t watch. see, my eyes have an ego. i need these eyes like..i need the holes in my head. i always find something off, like a hairline. symmetry gives me boner, it isn’t boring at all. my eyes don’t bore me at all. neither do yours. i never saw you fuck, except that one time? i still get off to the residue that the image left behind. what i see inside my mind now isn’t technically with my eyes. i heard about a third, but i’ll believe it when i see it blink on my forehead. big head. five head. eye don’t know. eyes just talking.

Every time I walk in late to a class or a party that I don’t want to be in, I recite these...

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 19:45:15 -0400

Every time I walk in late to a class or a party that I don’t want to be in, I recite these words.
“And you don’t give a fuck what they all say right, bow in the presence of greatness, cause right now thou has forsaken us, you should be honored by my lateness, that i would even show up to this fake shit, so go ahead go nuts go ape shit.”

The World: What are you gonna do with your life?Me: I don’t know.

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 06:40:23 -0400

The World: What are you gonna do with your life?

Me: I don’t know.

“Don’t be afraid to be too vague. Let them interpret your story their own way.” -...

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 00:41:00 -0400

“Don’t be afraid to be too vague. Let them interpret your story their own way.” - A scripture from, My Letters, Grandmother, & Hospitals by Francisco Amaro

Normal conversation with a girl. #ForeverAlone...

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 19:10:45 -0400

Normal conversation with a girl. #ForeverAlone #ILikeMoviesThatsMyFuckinProblem #StoryOfMyLife #SheCouldntHandleTheTruth #LonelyBoy (at Yankees Baseball)

If your boyfriend isn’t writing you love letters, leave him for me. I write a couple of good...

Thu, 11 Apr 2013 14:13:00 -0400

If your boyfriend isn’t writing you love letters, leave him for me. I write a couple of good ones about you on the daily, or perhaps I just think about you a bit too much.

When i was young I wanted to be reborn into a normal family. Now that I’m older I just want to...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 04:21:04 -0400

When i was young I wanted to be reborn into a normal family. Now that I’m older I just want to be reborn happy.

I hate Tumblr.

Thu, 04 Apr 2013 19:42:10 -0400

I hate Tumblr.

This pretty much sums up my presentation on how to write a sonnet, for public speaking. * This was...

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 04:10:00 -0400

This pretty much sums up my presentation on how to write a sonnet, for public speaking. * This was part of the body.

Sonnets are like the adult way of writing a love letter. Leave the roses are red, violets are blue stuff in elementary, and show her that it’s real by writing her a sonnet.

This was my conclusion for my speech in my Public Speaking class on how to write a sonnet. .

If we don’t continue the traditions of Sonnets, and proper structure in poetry, then we are letting the prose win.

I thought it was witty and what not but I also liked Toby McGuire as peter parker so what do I know right? Anyway it was suppose to be a joke because I hate prose and believe that unless you’re in middle school it is unacceptable for you/anyone to keep writing in the form of a 16 year olds diary entry, and call it poetry. I can think of probably only 20 more things that disgust me more than that. No offense I have a journal myself but I know the difference between a poem and a normal journal entry. Call it an essay if you’d like but just make sure it has a good thesis. lol that last one was a pun. I’m done.