#1
So, I have this Humanities paper that we could literally chose any topic we wanted to talk about. I chose that warmth can come from the simplest of things. As in, maybe you could get pleasure out of a nice cup of coffee, or just hanging with friends, or the sweet smell of vanilla. And I wondered..

What are some of the small things in life that the pit enjoys?
"We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment"

Tool, anyone?
Alter Bridge, maybe?
A bit of John Mayer?
Some beethoven sounds delightful, as well.
#6
The small things in life I appreciate are the ones you can see through a microscope...

Cause they are truly small...


#8
Pondering certain aspects of life while under the influence of THC. But rather thinking in a deep, more serious way.
#9
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Me time.

^ That and...


A spring breeze coming through my window on a sunny day while I listen to 'Swing Life Away' by Rise Against. It's the ultimate combination and it brings back memories
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Holy shit, that was epic. A mighty roar escapeth'd my mouth.

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I saw a penis.

last.fm
#12
the first scissor cut into a new piece of construction paper.

GAS LIST

Z.Vex SHO
AnalogMan Stereo Chorus
Barber Tone Press
Way Huge Supa Puss
#13
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Masturbation.
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I was wondering how long it would take the pit to show its true colors.

As for my favorite thing...same.
#14
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Masturbation.
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I was sort of expecting that, but I like laying on my bed and just playing my guitar
Hull City A.F.C

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#21
tranquilisers

waking up when i wake up

hangin wi da homies
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#22
My penis...


Nine planets surround the sun
Only one does the sun embrace
Upon this watered one
So much we take for granted


So let us sleep outside tonight
Lay down in our mother's arms
For here we can rest safely