| 19th Jun 2013✧00:10806 notes |
A moment of remembrance for the fact that the word “sable” used to be one of my favorite words, because it was phonetically beautiful.
Unfortunately, back when we were dating, my ex-girlfriend wrote a fucking dreadful “erotic story” about some vampire in a rock band, who was clearly supposed to be her, who fucked some angelic redhead bitch who was, embarrassingly enough, a really thinly veiled attempt at writing me into the story. And she named her Sable. So now I cringe whenever I read the word.
It’s okay though, I guess, because some of my friends did a dramatic reading of it by candle light- and I think they played the piano too?- and, separately, I think they did something horrible with it on the internet? I can’t remember if they posted it on /b/ or what they did, but I do remember it was funny and almost resulted in a forced meme. Long story short, at least it was funny in the end.
Hudson River State Hospital: A former New York state psychiatric hospital abandoned in 2003
(via slow-riot)
It being Father’s Day or something of that nature, I really can’t think of a better excuse to sing this, if you’ll indulge my silliness and the rawness of the presentation. I still have some kinks to work out in the harmony- coming up with harmonies really quickly seems to be more Emily’s forte.
My dad’s always harassing me let him listen to my music, so I did this as fast as I could before the day officially ended. There. That’s my present. I’m such a good daughter.
(P.S. If you’re interested where the ukulele accompaniment came from, this youtube guy is your man.)
| 15th Jun 2013✧04:003,341 notes |
So far the new Kanye West album sounds like he’s rapping over my old Hindu Pez demos from when I was fifteen. Also- “put my fist in her like a civil rights sign”. What.
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