October 2010
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Lost In Time, And I Don't Even Have A Fucking...
Time travel exists only in (A) novels, (B) television, (C) imagination, and (D) vehemently poor excuses for films.** Time is an inextricably difficult concept to perceive despite the seemingly uncomplicated terms it is associated with. I obviously speak of the words past, present, and future. There is so much more to time than three insignificant words. That’s like saying an...
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Introduction Redux (or, I'm Wingin' Everything).
As with most things in life, intentions change. This blog is one of those things. I originally intended for “On The Importance of Being Rash” to be just a collection of short blurbs, some pictures, and a few thoughts of mine if I ever built up the courage. However, I’ve officially decided to make this blog solely based on music, my thoughts—which I’ve garnered enough...
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I haven’t written anything meaningful—non-music related, that is—in a while. This will change soon. I know all 20 of you have been fucking DYING to read what’s happening in my life***
***This is a joke because my life is boring/you don’t care.
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mariseviolet:
I can’t even!
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