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I’m not sure why I never posted this anywhere, but it’s never too late. A moth that landed on my knee when I was resting on a creek rock in the Great Smokey Mountain National Park this summer. It stayed for half an hour, before leaving to who knows where.
(I use a Nikon P500, by the way)
My Bad…
I’m supposed to be updating Wednesdays (but I didn’t mention that in the video) but for the past two Wednesdays my boyfriend decided to show up so I get distracted.
I will try and film things this weekend
—Sam
There is a tree like this in the courtyard of my elementary school that would always terrify me. Every time I had to walk towards the front of the school I would dread going past the ‘Eye Tree’. Me with the overactive imagination I have, I could swear in third grade I saw it blink at me.
Can you tell it’s the end of the semester? POSTING!!!!
These are the leopard geckos, that baby is unrelated to the two sub-adults but they’re all so cute together. Even Nelson got in on the photoshoot :D
I desperately want a leopard gecko <3 But alas! I haven’t the money, nor the dedication. Maybe one day. For some reason they make me type fancy.
My shitty shitty intro. I’m almost too ashamed to post this. But whatever, I’ll get better at this. I promise.
My first video on my channel, and it isn’t even an actual meaningful video. Well, enjoy the 0:46 of two random songs from my record player. Record: The Private Life of a Private Eye.
March 2010 - Great Smoky Mountains
I always wonder what the deep fogs of the mountains have in store for me whenever I go there. An animal of infinite wisdom? A stranger with sinister intentions? Or maybe something deeper, something unknown. I don’t know what I’m rambling about anymore. I miss the mountains.
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Things I Have Learned From Trying to Record my Intro
- I suck at recording
- I don’t blink very often, it’s creepy
- My voice sounds weird on camera
- This is going to take a while
A glorious picture of myself in a Santa hat….
What do you mean I just opened my facebook picture in paint and crudely drew a hat on my head?
That’s rude.
(via alicekokaine)
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Skin against skin covering bone
Oh the body you’re in, is aggressively slim
Yeah, you earned the clothes you put on it
Cover up where you’ve been
Leave those scars at home
Let them slide down the length
Of your spine, cross your knees
And down to your feet
They slow our momentum each time
You’re reminded they’re there…
You don’t have to pretend to be an orphan anymore
You don’t have to pretend to be important anymore
That brutal youth, exhumed and removed
Entombed in a box that’s cached ‘cross your room
It slows our momentum each time
I’m reminded that it’s there
Your anxious tongue spills cautious words
Yeah, it’s gotten so used to being misunderstood
You do your best to control it
Remind yourself that you care…
Hey, sad savior
You don’t have to pretend to be an orphan anymore
“Oh, never, not ever again!”
Is what you swore the last time this happened
“Never, not ever again!”
Are you gonna settle for those bastards?
“Never not ever again!”
“Never! (Not ever, no!) No, never! (Not ever, no!)”
“Never not ever again!’
Is what you swore…
You don’t have to pretend to be an orphan anymore
You don’t have to pretend to be important anymore
Anymore!
So hey, sad savior
You don’t have to pretend to be an orphan
(Don’t have to be an orphan!)
Not an orphan anymore
(Not an orphan!)
The song my username came from, one of many I considered.
Polar Bears by Mark Philpott on Flickr.
