braceloneliness:

Have they discovered a way to lose weight without moving yet?

stop eating (hello pandas).



Its nearly 5pm, and all I’ve done all day is sit in my pyjamas, drink coffee, listen to music and play flute

Got like 111 reblogs on my photo that I gone and done

Even though I don’t even know how to work this tumblr chit, I follow 2 blogs and log in once in a blue moon. hehehehehuehuehuehueheuheuheuehuehwhahwhahwa





Feeling so relaxed on the bus, listening to Bob Dylan. I wonder if these people driving around in the peak hour realise how nice it is outside; the air is cool and serene.

I like your smile and your fingertips,
I like the way you move your hips,
I like cool way you look at me,
Everything about you’s bringing me misery

I sip the Dom P

Watchin’ Ghandi til I’m charged,

Then writin in my book of rhymes, all the words past the margin

To hold the mic, I’m throbbin, mechanical movement,

Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with,

Wipe the, sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets

Swede timbs on my feet makes my cypher complete,

Whether cruisin’ in a 6-cab or montero Jeep,

I can’t call it, the beats make me fallin asleep,

I keep fallin, but never fallin 6 feet deep



on my tumblr

there is some fucking GAF shit…

it’s interesting to come back to this stuff, 1 month, 1/12 of a year (fuck time goes fast…it will be christmas again all of a sudden…)┬álater, and see how I was sad back then, even if just momentarily. I’ve learned a lot about myself in the last month or so, and learned how to deal with shit, how to be happy with yourself in all situations. Why should happiness rely on a girl? That’s fucking pathetic.

Why stop at “a girl”? Why should happiness rely on anything external? Of course it’s difficult to engage entirely in such a pure notion, or else we would be beings who find everything beautiful yet at the same time, find nothing bad, which is impossible. But it’s a good point to follow to some degree. Particularly with someone as blessed as I am, with my life, filled with people who love me, with enough money to live without ever worrying, with all the opportunities in the world.





‎”I got a dig bick. You this read wrong. You that read wrong too. And that.”

catchatigerbyhertoe:

Wow i feel retarded

(Source: luipowell)



Can’t sleep

Can’t sleep. Its past 2. Was listening to music and dancing then went to bed and can’t find slumber. Thinking about her, not really all that sad, but somewhat miss her; i wish i had her here to hold and talk to and help me sleep. Also been thinking about that party next week, and also whether i could have some friends up at my beach house.



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