James Spadge
When I was born I was 37% liver, which means I had an adult liver when I came out of my Mom, but I've grown into my liver so there's no problem with the size of my organs. I would like to thank you for considering me as your mating partner.
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2013-05-21
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2013-05-20
this is super cool and creepy. I dig it
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I realize Ive been posting a lot on Tame Impala but this is too awesome to pass up. Tame Impala hanging out with the cast from Always Sunny in Philadelphia! Could this band get any cooler? No. The answer is no.
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Classy as fuck.
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One of my idols just break on through to the other side today.
Today is a sad day for Rock ‘N Roll souls. We lost an exceptional talent who used to make magic with the keyboard.
Forever in our hearts Ray Manzarek.
-Hope Dorothy could heal her pain today.
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Tame Impala - Prototype (Outkast cover)
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John Frusciante artwork
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2013-05-19
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I think it’s great for two people to be together. That is a good number. I think, that to keep it alive though, you can’t spend every day together. It wears out the magic, Love means nothing to me if it’s not fortified with fierce, painful longing, brief explosive instances of furious passion and intimacy and then a sad parting for a time. In that way, you can give your life to it and still have a life of your own. I think some couples spend too much time together. They flatten out the potential for experience by constant closeness. Passion builds over time like steam. Let it rage until it’s exhausted and then leave it alone to let it build up again. Why can’t love be insane and distorted? How can it be vital if it has the same threshold as normal day-to-day experience? Why can’t you write burning letters and let your nocturnal self smolder with desire for one who is not there? Why not let the days before you see her be excruciating and ferment in your mind so on the day you go to the airport to pick her up, you’re nearly sick with anticipation? And then when desire shows the first sign of contentment, throw it back in its cage and let it slowly build itself back into a state of starved fury. Then when you are together, it all matters. So that when you look into her eyes, you lose your balance, so that when she touches you, it feels like you have never been touched before. When she says your name, you think it was she who named you. When she has gone, you bury your face in the pillow to smell her hair and you lie awake at night remembering your face in her neck, her breathing and the amazing smell of her skin. Your eyes go wet because you want her so bad and miss her so much. Now that is worth the miles and the time. That matches the inferno of life. Otherwise you poison each other with your presence day after day as you drag each other through the inevitable mundane aspects of your lives. That is the slow death that I see slapped on faces everywhere I go. It’s part of the world’s sadness that’s more empty than cold, poorly lit rooms in cities of the American night.
— Henry Rollins (via ntrvrts)
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Everyone lives in two worlds, Maggie said, speaking in an absentminded sort of way while she studied her letters. There’s the real world, with all its annoying facts and rules. In the real world, there are things that are true and things that aren’t. Mostly the real world s-s-s-suh-sucks. But everyone also lives in the world inside of their own head. An inscape, a world of thought. In a world made of thought-in an inscape-every idea is a fact. Emotions are as real as gravity. Dreams are as powerful as history. Creative people, like writers, and Henry Rollins, spend a lot of their time hanging out in their thoughtworld. S-s-strong creatives, though, can use a knife to cut the stitches between the two worlds, can bring them together. Your bike. My tiles. Those are our knives.
— NOS4A2, Joe Hill (2013)
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