i'm 19 trying to figure what went wrong and wered all my money went i love sublime and writting poetry long live bradley james nowell " got to find the reason why my money's all gone. i got a dalmation and i can still get high." i can use all the crtisism i can get so feel free to comment or message me peace
some quotes i like
"Hearts will stop and brain cells pop
Apocalyptic high"
acid bath
"I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me."
Hunter S. Thompson
"buy the ticket take the ride"
hunter s. thompson
“I’d always done a lot of (sniffing) glue as a kid. I was very interested in glue, and then I went to lager and speed, and I drifted into heroin because as a kid growing up everybody told me, ‘don’t smoke marijuana, it will kill you’ . . .”
ivine welsh one of m favorite writters
Dear Pat,
You came upon me carving some kind of little figure out of wood and you said,
“Why don’t you make something for me?”
I asked you what you wanted and you said, “A box.”
“What For?”
“To put things in.”
“What things?”
“Whatever you have.” You said.
Well here’s your box. Nearly everything I have is in it, and it is not full. Pain and excitement are in it, and feeling good or bad and evil thoughts and good thoughts—the pleasure of design and some despair and the indescribable joy of creation.
And on top of these are all the gratitude and love I have for you.
And still the box is not full.
John
from john steinbecks east of eden
I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything. ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 30
"golden head and feet of clay"
floater from the song golden head
"We're all in this together
We've must convince the others"
from (THX 1138) a george lucas move
"(Get me outta here....)
( - Where do you want to go?)
(Home.)
( - Home? This is your home, you're dead.)
(Dead, no, no I just hurt my back, I'm not dead.)
( - What are you then?)
(I'm alive!)
( - Then what are you doing here?)
(I don't know... What's happening?)
( - What is happening?)
(Get me outta here!)
( - There is no outta here,)
( - You've been killed, remember?)
(What is happening?)"
Jacob's Ladder
"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."
Hunter S. Thompson
some quotes i like
"Hearts will stop and brain cells pop
Apocalyptic high"
acid bath
"I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me."
Hunter S. Thompson
"buy the ticket take the ride"
hunter s. thompson
“I’d always done a lot of (sniffing) glue as a kid. I was very interested in glue, and then I went to lager and speed, and I drifted into heroin because as a kid growing up everybody told me, ‘don’t smoke marijuana, it will kill you’ . . .”
ivine welsh one of m favorite writters
Dear Pat,
You came upon me carving some kind of little figure out of wood and you said,
“Why don’t you make something for me?”
I asked you what you wanted and you said, “A box.”
“What For?”
“To put things in.”
“What things?”
“Whatever you have.” You said.
Well here’s your box. Nearly everything I have is in it, and it is not full. Pain and excitement are in it, and feeling good or bad and evil thoughts and good thoughts—the pleasure of design and some despair and the indescribable joy of creation.
And on top of these are all the gratitude and love I have for you.
And still the box is not full.
John
from john steinbecks east of eden
I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything. ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 30
"golden head and feet of clay"
floater from the song golden head
"We're all in this together
We've must convince the others"
from (THX 1138) a george lucas move
"(Get me outta here....)
( - Where do you want to go?)
(Home.)
( - Home? This is your home, you're dead.)
(Dead, no, no I just hurt my back, I'm not dead.)
( - What are you then?)
(I'm alive!)
( - Then what are you doing here?)
(I don't know... What's happening?)
( - What is happening?)
(Get me outta here!)
( - There is no outta here,)
( - You've been killed, remember?)
(What is happening?)"
Jacob's Ladder
"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."
Hunter S. Thompson
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