Undercover Hipster

Talkin' Shit About A Pretty Sunset.

Rawlins, Wyoming.

At a Subway this afternoon because I stupidly said, “Yeah, you pick a place, I don’t care where we eat.” 

When I was sitting there eating my toasted sub, which is just Subway’s way of saying “it will be soggy in 3 minutes instead of 2 minutes” when this couple maybe in their mid-40s is leaving. The lady says, “Thank you for the meal.” And he replies, “Well honey, you deserve it. Happy birthday.” 

THE TREAT B-DAY MEAL WAS SUBWAY.

Just in case y’all forgot: 

THIS VIDEO IS IMPORTANT TO ME. 

Descendents

—Suburban Home

 

I wanna be stereotyped
I wanna be classified
I wanna be masochistic
I wanna be a statistic
I wanna be a clone

(via fantastic-menagerie)

Important. 

I’ve had people say, “You know, you could have been an astronaut…” 
Let’s be honest, no I couldn’t. 

I’ve had people say, “You know, you could have been an astronaut…” 

Let’s be honest, no I couldn’t. 

(Source: thatsgoodweed, via pandapatch)

T Rex

—Cosmic Dancer

bitterature:

"Cosmic Dancer" - T Rex

toska [tohs-kah]

(noun) A Russian word – “Vladmir Nabokov describes it best: ‘No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody or something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness. At the lowest level it grades into ennui, boredom.’” (via ontheedgeofdarkness)

(Source: wordsnquotes, via conelradstation)

More motivation. 

Inspiration…