the hot air balloon chronicles.

crush a bit,
little bit.
roll it up.
take a hit.

even if the sky is falling down i know that we’ll be safe and sound.

i’ve been obsessed with this jam for quite some time now.

enjoy.

-h. (let it be written that this is my new sign-off. it’s just easier and stuff. i’m also trying for a more enigmatic approach these days.)

guess who has the internet in her home for the first time in like three years. this spaz. i’m so glad i can record my thoughts again without having to hunt down a friend’s computer or spill my guts at the library where its guaranteed that someone is watching your screen from over your shoulder. there are so many adventures to tell you guys about. yet so many things that happened this year have left me bewildered that i’m even standing up straight enough to think about them. the latter stories will not be shared, as they have already been dissected and analyzed by myself and those close to me. my recent adventures are the only thing not making this year the worst in my personal history. although, it is definitely a contender. but now i’m in a new house with new roommates and new space and new energy. what i’m trying to say is i’m fucking back with old adventures yearning to be released to the internet and new ones just waiting to be experienced. right now, life is a bit of okay. let’s hope it stays that way for a little bit. until tomorrow. -highly.

guess who has the internet in her home for the first time in like three years.

this spaz.

i’m so glad i can record my thoughts again without having to hunt down a friend’s computer or spill my guts at the library where its guaranteed that someone is watching your screen from over your shoulder.

there are so many adventures to tell you guys about. yet so many things that happened this year have left me bewildered that i’m even standing up straight enough to think about them. the latter stories will not be shared, as they have already been dissected and analyzed by myself and those close to me. my recent adventures are the only thing not making this year the worst in my personal history. although, it is definitely a contender.

but now i’m in a new house with new roommates and new space and new energy.

what i’m trying to say is i’m fucking back with old adventures yearning to be released to the internet and new ones just waiting to be experienced.

right now, life is a bit of okay. let’s hope it stays that way for a little bit.

until tomorrow.

-highly.

this made my day/week/month.

thedailywhat:

Behind the Scenes of the Day: The latest Wes Anderson, Moonrise Kingdom, is out Friday, and star Bill Murray gives us a preview. The pair go back quite a ways — the actor has worked on every Anderson-directed film except Bottle Rocket (“I still haven’t seen that one,” Murray laments during his video tour of the project).

[deadline]

(Source: thedailywhat, via spokeart)

copycats:

Creep by Carrie Manolakos
originally by Radiohead
(h/t MJ Price)
 

Soulmates with low standards.

  • Me: also, is drinking by yourself at 1pm too much?
  • Bobbi leschander: ask someone with higher standards. You know my answer.

disconaivete:

Here’s the inevitable Diplo-produced Azealia Banks jam Fuck Up The Fun, which inevitably has that nasty, typical Diplo and beat and has Azealia saying stuff like “bitch” and “pussy”.

this bitch rocks my universe. on the real.

You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.

—Henry David Thoreau (via larmoyante)

(Source: larmoyante, via libraryland)