Now that I’m 25, I’ve made myself a quarter-life resolution to start reading more. I used to read all the fucking time. Now I don’t think I’ve read an entire novel, even one I’ve already read before, in about three years. That’s fuct. I went snooping through my roommate’s bookshelf the other day and she has all kind of good shit that I’m gonna get her to let me borrow. She’s letting me borrow her copy of Junky right now. I think I’ma dig into her Irvine Welsh stash next. Roomies with good taste in literature are the best kind of roomies.
The Horrors - Moving Further Away
I kind of wish they’d changed their band name when they started being all shoegazey. Their first album fucking sucked and it sounded nothing like this, plus “the Horrors” doesn’t really fit music as dreamy and awesome as this, to me. But then again nobody asked me, so.
I have this mound of clothes on my bed from when I clean sweeped my room and it makes a pretty fuckin’ good pillow.
i can’t even choose a favorite one omfg