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Jimmy Chapter 1 (My Name is Jimmy)My name is Jimmy, and this is a song about self-hatred.Jimmy Chapter 1 (My Name is Jimmy) by thescarletaracnid
Actually, no. This is a poem about self-hatred, because guitars are expensive, and I can’t sing.
There are ten letters in self-hatred
And forgiveness is just like broken glass
Actually, fuck it.
My name is Jimmy and this is pathetic. I am twenty-two years old, and this morning I realized I can’t do anything. It came as a swift, stinging shock, while I was getting dressed for work. I can’t do anything. I work at the liquor store down the street. I am not a rockstar, or a poet, or a scientist, or a scholar. I never really thought that I would become anything, well, maybe I did a long time ago, but up until today I just didn’t think about it. I just did what I had to to get through the day: go to school, take a test, go to work. None of it meant anything beyond the immediate moment. But suddenly I’m looking ahead of myself and realizing I have no future. I have nothing to offer the world, except cheap li
Collection: StaircasesCollection: Staircases by techgnotic
Modern elevators have made “skyscrapers” possible—buildings with so many floors that reaching them only by stairway access would be a ridiculous and exhausting proposition. And so stairways have become hidden in blandly utilitarian “fire exit” stairwells. Even buildings now designed with no more than two or three floors save space with elevators rather than having a central stairway. And so one of the glories of our most beautiful architecture is rapidly disappearing, being preserved only in private mansion residences. It is a pity.
There is something magical in a stairway—this structure endlessly “in motion,
95% (ish) of my gallery has not been edited in any way|
what i saw through the lens is what you see on your monitor
if a picture has been photoshopped or edited in any other way i will say so in my artist's comments.
*I DON'T POSE NUDE. . . for you also you are welcome to hit on me but be prepared to face the wrath of my mildly psychotic boyfriend
*i don't reply to "your welcome" "no problem" "" or "k" (just so we're clear)
*and if you want to use one of my pictures for something you may, but i would like you to ask me first and tell me what it is you're going to do
Current Residence: the world's dead end (they call it delton)
Favourite genre of music: punk/rock/alternative/electro/indie/rapcore/ska
Favourite photographer: Julian Beaver (technically a photographer)
Favourite style of art: um, i like realistic fantasy =x alot
Shell of choice: i'z not turtle
Skin of choice: pale
Favourite cartoon character: picking favorites is hard but I do love big Ed
Personal Quote: I AM DORK HEAR ME ROAR *snort* welllll that backfired. . .