“Rock N Roll Nigger” Recently finished reading Just Kids, and now I’m re-discovering my love of Patti Smith. Obsessed with this song.
Well, I wasn’t lost-lost, like I knew where I was, but blackberry use was not conductive with acid.
—Chelsey, on trying to explain why she did not in fact disappear like a Chesire cat for a good 7 hours during Bonnaroo, worrying all her friends that she’s being raped by hippes somewhere.
(Source: jetlagparisim)
Just found my old netflix copy of Tiger and the Snow, one of my favorite movies ever. Planning on re-watching it sometime this week. It so badly makes me wish I could speak Italian.




