rat place

I'll believe all this "the AI bubble is bursting!" talk when I see the san francisco skyline on fire, all twisted metal stretching upwards, everything washed in a thin orange haze

If you don’t let go of your prejudices and past grudges, your heart won’t blossom. 2013 is coming, let’s make a change. We only have one planet so let’s show each other some kindness.

sometimes it's OK to skip a song you like when u don't feel like it at that moment. u r not hurting its feelings

you know you're not doing too well when you feel like listening to F♯ A♯ ∞, absolutely miserable fucking album (affectionate)

i want someone who will sit on a rooftop with me at 3 am and shave their head while i shave my head and then hotglue the hair to the roof so the roof will have hair

Stop listening to folk punk

Happy 10 years to Stop listening to folk punk

why is this post completely broken in every way imaginable

It’ll be almost impossible to find this post unless it wanders across your dash.

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.