Sorry, you're not a winner.

"Wanting to be someone else is a waste of who you are."- Kurt Cobain
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Ryan Adams

—Dear Chicago

letitride:

Ryan Adams, “Dear Chicago”

(via inmymimeseye)

It’s hard to know what “selling out” means — these days you can make more money producing a run of anti-McDonald’s posters than you can make designing actual posters for McDonald’s. I tell myself I use art to promote dissent, but maybe I am just using dissent to promote my art. I plead not guilty to selling out. But I plead it from a bigger house than I used to live in.

allrightmrdemille:

Poster for Dziga Vertov’s Man with a Movie Camera (Человек с киноаппаратом), 1929

allrightmrdemille:

Poster for Dziga Vertov’s Man with a Movie Camera (Человек с киноаппаратом), 1929

(via jkwong44)

oh, cher. you never cease to make me happy in my pants.

oh, cher. you never cease to make me happy in my pants.

(Source: mattstopera)

simply amazing.

simply amazing.

(Source: foudre)

UntitledHer eyes seen more than you would in nine livesyou wouldn’t believe the tears they’ve criedand the grins of people you couldn’t call saneand the infinite sky pounding down rainkaleidoscope eyes, full of sadnesscolors meshing into blurry madnessof sights, thoughts, visions, no one should seeand unacceptable reality

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Her eyes seen more than you would in nine lives
you wouldn’t believe the tears they’ve cried
and the grins of people you couldn’t call sane
and the infinite sky pounding down rain
kaleidoscope eyes, full of sadness
colors meshing into blurry madness
of sights, thoughts, visions, no one should see
and unacceptable reality

I’m a Rapper, Too.

No Offense, But Please Take Offense

You think you know me, 
you’re out your ignorant mind
with psychotic impulses, and third eye blind
to the real world you’re empty,
a shallow shell of shame
so sick of the cliche,
always searching for a scapegoat, or someone to blame
a felon knows more about the world and its equation
than one without a brain in its silent sedation
with negativity seeping through such hollow skin
you can’t see the beauty of truth and hope
you turn to what’s wrong to try and cope
you’re always searching for the hurt to just go away, end
i’ll believe when i see that you changed, my friend
close your legs, open a book
and find spirtuality
instead of looking for another to express sexuality
it doesn’t matter how you dress, it’s how you prove intelligence
and all this madness in the press and the media, it’s irrelevance
think about how you really should be,
and all of what you could be
i hope you cry when you realize that you aren’t happy
when you toss away pride and you give yourself away
to someone who only really wants you for a day
learn from mistakes, because change is real
learn to express the things you feel
don’t let them walk away with a piece of you
you can never have back
and you’ll matter to few
you know damn well what i’m saying is true
so take a second to think it through

the conductor.

the conductor.