nothingtodowithexplosions:

I was in a terrible confusion. Sometimes I thought, but this is your life. stop fighting it. stop fighting. Or i thought, but I am happy. and he loves me. I am safe. Sometimes when he was not with me, I thought, I will never let him touch me again. Then, when he touched me, I thought, it doesn’t…

viciousminuteshour:

The Closing Passage of ‘Giovanni’s Room,’ by James Baldwin, read by RM. 

booksbenread:

Giovanni’s Room by James Baldwin

I recall nothing of this book.  Apparently I was feeling particularly verbose when I was done, though, because this was saved in the dregs of this post:

The novel is thoroughly European in its length and in its didacticism.  It has a similar feel to Nausea or Death in Venice.  I’ve never seen the world in terms of continents and I’m pretty sure the world ends about two or three miles out from the Atlantic shore, but this is a European book.

I’m not even sure what that means.  Forgive me, dark lord!

jazzyandbolin:

I made aku aku in art class

daisyfairy:

googling lyrics even if you know them before you use them in a text post so you don’t embarrass yourself in front of the internet

spiffyrock21:

OH MY GOD OKAY SO I WAS AT MY FRIEND NICK’S HOUSE AND HE SAT DOWN NEXT TO HIS PARENTS AND HE SAID “mom dad i’m straight…” AND THEY LOOKED SO CONFUSED BUT THEN HE SAID “STRAIGHT UP BISEXUAAAAAALLLLL” AND LEAPED OUT OF THE ROOM I’M NOT JOKING THIS IS HIS IDEA OF COMING OUT I’M GOING TO PISS.

partouse:

a trashy couple is going at it in the front yard.

clockworkchildren:

Runs in the Family - Amanda Palmer