I love Chuck Palahniuk
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“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!’” - On the Road by Jack Kerouac
For the past few weeks I’ve been on somewhat of a rant about how people lack spontaneity and a sense of adventure in our digital modern times. I’ve craved the company of someone with a beatnik spirit, the kind of undying wanderlust that leads to the most fulfilling of adventures. Someone who wants and explores and seizes every single day. And then there was the past couple weeks, which have been a dizzying blur of lakeside banjo, rooftop hangouts in the middle of an urban landscape, apartment parties, and meeting a glorious array of what I’m quite certain Kerouac would describe as “the mad ones.” Thank you life, for reminding me of who I am again.
“I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.” - On the Road by Jack Kerouac
I just think that Jack Kerouac understood life better than anyone. And I am exuberantly happy when my life lives up to the standards his novels set for it. On a side note: Kerouac has been such a large influence on my life that I have a chest tattoo of “Whither goest thou America, in thy shiny car in the night?”, another quote from his masterpiece.
that 50 Shades of Gray is the most repulsive piece of preschool level word vomit to ever exist? Sorry to all the ladies that have a lady-boner for it, but it really is a piece of shit with no literary worth - except possibly to serve as an example of how not to write a decent novel. And if you’re so sexually repressed that you find that book appealing, for the love of god just go watch some porn, masturbate, or have sex with someone.
Fuck this. If Twilight fan fictions can top the bestseller list, then I’m done with not being cynical.
Moonrise Kingdom // Wes Anderson
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