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sarah is cool

davidryanadams:

back off on weird reblogs she is totally in our scene man sheesh- more than 9 people love sonic youth and Balzac trust me, i have them on speed dial. all 11 of them.

so cool it shes cool its cool rebloggin each other- no weirdness

“How could a fashionista not know his Gucci from his D&G?”

davidryanadams:

when a table cloth is a table cloth does it matter really? srsly-

n e x t ……..

VOGUE

davidryanadams:

oh, so i was looking at all the new stuff ( so much good happening very pleased) and i saw a picture of (         ) in some table cloth (D&G at least….you wouldn’t know it though)- i had to get a magnifying glass to see it- still- ugh- some shit makes your skin crawl.

anyway- the advertisements in this issue are super great adverts and that very last Aniston photo- Mayered or not, omfg

that photo is thumbtacked to an archangels bedroom.

YESSIR…….umph.

ok i gotta get off this fucking thing. laters.

stay safe,

say hi to Blackbook for me.

Ill check in after the gig,

XX

ryan

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I’m starting a blog for no apparent reason other than being bored, really. I think I tried to start a blog a long time ago, but stopped after the second post, so we’ll see how long this’ll last. 
In other news, RYAN ADAMS and the cardinals (with Oasis- not as important) are coming to the GMU Patriot Center on December 20th. I’m pretty siked and am buying tickets tomorrow. For those of you who haven’t guessed already, I love Ryan and am having his baby. Kiddingggg, but no, I have an unhealthy nonexistent relationship with Mr. Adams. But seriously, have you seen this guy? Can you blame me? (yes, you can). 

it

 was easier to be young

and

love

whatever blew your way

through wind and

rain and

fairydust and

whatnot

[this is not a poem

this is just a thought].

so im bored & started a blog. how sad. but whatever. fuck that. it could be fun, right?

 well i really dont expect many people (or anyone, really) to be reading this.

so today is a slow day. i really am having extreme writer’s block- the kind where you keep searching for a word for every other word. “what’s that word….you know…you put them on your feet..you walk around the apartment with them…uhhhh oh slippers!”

okay, maybe not that bad, but still.

so im a 20-something year old writer living in the big apple. i love it here. it’s great. i could do without the posh attitude though. does it hurt new yorkers to smile? blah, i donno.

i’m trying to publish a book of poetry that i haven’t written yet. well, no i haven’t actually tried because i haven’t actually gotten through this goddamn writer’s block.

 does anyone have any ideas? —-anything? suggestion? i think once i get a topic or hear a bunch of words that sound great together, it’ll get easier.

maybe.

 hopefully.

  ….ha.