Someone on the Arrow crew must be a Nine Inch
Nails fan. The Way Out is Through and all that. I have been LOVING season
4 though! Worshipping it!! and that episode with John
Constantine! Great shit! The magic elements are totally working for
me and have given the series a slug in the arm! Oh, and Nyssa returned,
swoon! Be still my pounding heart!
Yesterday was Michael Keaton’s birthday. I drank an entire bottle of cheap red wine in his honor. Keaton is a great actor, a true artist. It hurts to reaffirm what a worthless individual I am but it feels good to revel in his work: Batman, Beetlejuice, Batman Returns, Clean and Sober, Pacific Heights, One Good Cop, The Paper, Multiplicity, Jackie Brown, Live From Baghdad, The Merry Gentleman, Game 6, Birdman, Spotlight, so many great Keaton classics. I love you Keats, always. I fucking love The Paper!
I absolutely fucking love the Batman comics by Doug Moench and Kelley Jones! Just fucking love em, what else can I say?! Red Rain and Bloodstorm are 2 of the best Batman stories ever. Jones’s art is so hauntingly gothic amazeballs beautiful. They are truly inspiring works of art. I’ve already placed an order for the hardcover featuring their post-Knightful run on the titular Batman comic in the mid-nineties. I also need to order that Batman Dark Joker The Wild hardcover thing that I saw in ads decades ago but never had the guts to pull the trigger on. Oh, I’ll order it damn it and then I will read the piss and shit right out of it then! Then I will squeal with delight and probably watch some luchadora videos! Oh Marcela, oh Estrellita, oh Princesa…please, I will lose everytime, I so badly want to lose!
I also love the way Harvey Keitel screams, especially in flicks like Bad Lieutenant and The Piano. Whenever I scream I always try to scream in the same way. I don’t like Aerosmith but I love the name of one of their albums: Pump. That’s a great fucking name for an album. If I had absolute control of the world I would make sure every album was named Pump. You can order real human skeletons from India if you need some. Accept no substitutes.
Batman Returns and Mulholland Drive. All time favorites?! Fucking maybe! Oh man, I am such a pathetic loser, I hate myself so much. I’m so ugly and worthless. The world would be such better if I just….
I do not want my interest to wane. I do not want to lose this part of myself. This was something you created and I don’t want to believe it can ever be undone. I haven’t even been able to…. That 90’s period, love it. The Love Symbol album, Blue Light, so many, so much, the sounds of love. I finally realize how much I need this. That emptiness is paralyzing.
No Code and Yield, both great albums. What the fuck else can I really say? Heathen too! Love Heathen! Especially those last 4 songs, they all work so well together.
I recently purchased Love & Friendship on blu ray. It’s so far one of my favorite films of this ever miserable fucking year. Now I plan to watch it 17 times in a row while eating undercooked red white and drinking wine by the bottle. I really hate this fucking world! But I’m on top of it baby. That’s not me, don’t worry, hahaha. But seriously, Love & Friendship, what a great flick. I think Kate Beckinsale is really underrated. I also bought the second season of The Flash that I may continue my superhero show binge watching ways. I finished Supergirl season 1 and I’m halfway through Arrow season 4 which means I still have the rest of that, all of Flash season 2 and all of Legends of Tomorrow season 1 to get through before the new seasons start next month. Still, my passion is equal to the task. I’m a productive member of society! And I still need to get through Daredevil and Jessica Jones! Man, I’m such a worthless loser. I should just finally go through with it and….it would really spare the world a lot of misery. Oh, I just feel so awful. Quicksand, that can be my comfort for the moment. I will never believe in myself.
I was listening to the Pet Shop Boys whilst driving around. Just starting to get into those fellas. I hope to listen to them more. And left to my own devices I probably would. I saw some interesting Cthulhu collections the other day. I thought about buying one but didn’t. I’ve thought about having a successful life but I won’t. boy, I’m really down today! It’s probably because I woke up this morning and I was still me!
Cream, right there, on the tops of her fingers. Everything comes down to the tips of her fingers. It is the purest source of self expression. I am sure impure. There are countless different ways each and every day that we remain without faith. Do you understand what I mean? He was faced with a choice. They were being split up. and he went with her. he would have licked the steering wheel if possible. There was perfume in the air. It was on everything. they were no significant words passed. What are you going to do now as a clever excuse. He would have transmogrified if possible. He wished so powerfully in that moment to transmogrify into banana parfait. It would have been a sublime death. But instead there were tears welling up in his eyes over his absolute inadequacies. This is so utterly wrong, everything here is wrong. Please do not talk to him, please do not say a single word. And earlier, when his name was on her lips, why did it feel so awful? what is lurking inside? Please forgive him. It was a momentary lapse. A beautiful lapse. Side by side and it wasn’t even planned. What did John say? Descending endlessly and I don’t even have to try.
Moonbeam levels, I love it so much, perfection.
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