Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
This remains one of the only things I bothered to memorize in highschool that I still manage to remember.
“And yet I knew that what I saw wasn’t as simple and good as it appeared. There was a price to be paid for it all, a general falsity, that could easily be believed, and could be the first step down a dead-end street. The band began to play again and the boys and girls began to dance again and the lights revolved overhead throwing shades of gold, the red, then blue, then green, then gold again on the couples. As I watched them I said to myself, someday my dance will begin. When that day comes I will have something that they don’t have.
But then it got to be too much for me. I hated them. I hated their beauty, their untroubled youth, and as I watched them dance through the magic coloured pools of light, holding each other, feeling so good, little unscathed children, temporarily in luck, […]”
Speaking of the big ol’ scary Internet, I had to read some VERY important literature on cyber bullying today. You know, just trying to stay up to date with the cool kids these days.
Really weird mood tonight. I hope I have an eventful dream.
LOOK AT MY INTERNET CLOUT! No, really though, isn’t it the best? It’s like he took all of my interests and then put them in one convenient place where everything is spooky and dreamy and perfect and I never ever want to leave. Get out of my room, mom. No, I don’t want to go outside and you can’t make me. You’re the worst, it’s like you don’t even UNDERSTAND.
Last Chance to Lose Your Keys - Brand New
You’re starin’ at me from across the room,
But turn your back when I walk up.
We got inches away,
And I never even got close.
Not sure when this became my favourite/most played song off of YFW, but I’m not mad about it at all. The 16-year-old version of me would be so into my tumblr right now.