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Things I like
livingwithacrylics: Bourbon The South The Mountains Kentucky Driving slowly When people drink their coffee black Having fake interviews with Terry Gross while I’m driving Opera Liberals Tattoos Shakespeare Reading Shakespeare alone, aloud in my room
ewokonline: letitride: Ryan Adams, “Choked Up”...
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-3-27) →
The Honorary Title (7) Ryan Adams (6) Good Old War (3) Ryan Adams & The Cardinals (2) Laura Marling (2) Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
breathingtimemachine: jmarie3: nikily: The...
Addition to the list of things I’ve done: listening to Petals on repeat, betting on how many times I can listen to it before I start to sob like a baby. …four times.
Things I've Done Today:
Showered Went back to sleep Attempted to watch Se7en Fell asleep Called off work Tried to figure out why my room smells weird Succeeded in figuring out why my room smells weird The weird smell is thanks to the trash in the basement. AWESOME. Contemplated how much I hate everything, but not really. But really. Attempted to read, sulk, and listen to Ryan Adams. Took a nap instead Do we...
At this point my liver is all: Yeah, go ahead and marinate me in whiskey, but I’mma wake you up at 7am even though you only went to sleep three hours ago. SUCKA.
I love coming home to my grandparent’s house. I get to eat real food, cuddle with my dog, and listen to my grandparents say ridiculous things.
Eric Hutchinson - Ok, It’s Alright With Me
flapjacksblog2 asked: I like candy, do you like candy?
This thought goes through my head often:
tvanddirtymagazines: sitandlistentotherain: Yeah, I could listen to other music… But that time could be spent listening to Ryan Adams, so what’s the point. GPOY
dearcoketalk: I find it amusing that you contradict your intelligent outlook on life by using stupid swear words all the time - especially when you’ve said in the past “I’m perfectly capable of expressing my emotional state with actual words.” - which really is the height of unintelligence, particularly when expressing yourself. You remind me of some fourteen-year-olds I went to high school...