I can’t get over Lou Reed’s death. He never really seemed human to be, but this vision of coolness for me to look up. Honestly I don’t think I would be anything like how I am today without Lou Reed. Listening to someone that was so cool and wasn’t straight was so foreign and formative to me as this awkward gay thirteen year-old.
i had just walked into a friend’s party when robyn’s call your girlfriend came on and i got so excited that i dropped my bag and ran in, except i forgot that the bag had all of my beers in it and they all broke and totally fucked up all of my fancy micro pens that were in my bag too so anyways that’s the story of why i haven’t drawn anything in like a month
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