(via sunnydaysunday)
Outside the door of the hotel room next to mine is this discarded box that has written on it, “FULL CAKE.” There is some frosting visible at the bottom. Did I consider opening that box to see if there was any cake in there that looked safe enough to eat? Yes. Of course I did.
BECAUSE I AM A HUMAN BEING WITH A BEATING HEART.
Also, the shutter sound was on on my phone’s camera and I was terrified that I would get caught taking a picture of this discarded cake box and either get beaten up or invited into something weird.
In a nutshell.
“There is a common superstition that ‘self-respect’ is a kind of charm against snakes, something that keeps those who have it locked in some unblighted Eden, out of strange beds, ambivalent conversations, and trouble in general. It does not at all. It has nothing to do with the face of things, but concerns instead a separate peace, a private reconciliation.”
— joan didion, “on self-respect” (via wwjzd)
(via joandefers)
10 Hours of the Windows 95 Startup Sound
Probably the weirdest dream I’ve ever had.
Last night I dreamt I was asked by Lil Wayne to pee on a basketball jersey he was going to sell. Me peeing on it was supposed to somehow increase its value. For some reason Lil Wayne had to be wearing it while I peed on it. Also Jay-Z was watching me pee on him.
When I woke up I really had to pee, but it was still a weird dream.
