summer 2013
the hipster philosopher
returns
revamped
recharged
re
ally,
really good stuff
no one's really sure if it's a joke: A blog dedicated to close readings of cultural phenomena in the Internet Generation
summer 2013
the hipster philosopher
returns
revamped
recharged
re
ally,
really good stuff
So, I never use Tumblr anymore but I need to share this - my band played a show last night at a bar in Wilmington called ‘1984’ and we recorded the set. I’m very proud of everyone involved, they killed it. Please reblog this if you enjoy it.
Love, Ben
This hookah knows what its talking about (Taken with Instagram)
This is great. I think it’s such a clever way to approach a ubiquitous feeling that occurs when the “springtime of our youth,” so to speak, is coming to an end. And well written, to boot. Truly a gem of tumblr. But anyway, you must remember that mama grows older at the same speed as you - one day per day. So you could say you are, in a relative sense, no less a baby to her now than on the day you were born. And old habits die hard. So the ultimate lesson is this: don’t ever return to spending Summers at your parents’ house. I won’t, unless I have to because I made poor career choices. But I’m sure that won’t happen to you!
(Source: forgottowatertheplantsagain)
“I’m Steve tho” - on Wynn’s wall (Taken with Instagram)
“Hehehe” - on Wynn’s wall (Taken with Instagram)
The sound of a scraping of glass
Makes you feel that you’re part of a chemistry set
It’s a bilk of the breath
On the nape of your neck
You’re a wreck!
Such an ethereal way to be mad
Only the lucky can mourn what’s un-had
And it ain’t hard to tell
You been drinking the rail
God, you’re so frail!
How magnificent to share in a lack
You should’ve known that my boy would take after his old man
And he got gone
As soon as he had
The chance
If only it was so easy
To wipe off a sin
As it is for a life
That fits on the head of a pin
Frightly watching sacred light that streams across the table
Metal cold and serrated help you un-motherable