ataribasements – moonside revisited (161 plays)

braelin13 said: Congratulations on your October release of "confused teenager with messy bedrooms". Is it your first album?

Thanks! Sort of. It’s my first release. I think it may have been a little pre-mature, but I wanted to put something together. There will definitely be more to come, but right now I’m working on improving as a musician.

saturday night

donkey kong country 2 style 

collab song between myself (Lucas Fisher) and Matt Carey

NEW:

paintingtherosesdead:

tylerdurdenjr:

recordsandcigarettes:

1-indsey:


The only known video footage of Anne Frank

I can’t think of any reason why someone would not reblog this. 
If this isn’t interesting/sad to you, then I don’t know what you like in life.

Can’t we hit 1,000,000 notes? This is such a rare shot, everyone should see it.

Nice.

It’s really odd thinking that she was, is, a real person. She truly existed. Yes we have read her diary. But its not the same. We read it, and we watch the film, not truly comprehending what all she went through at such a young age. We really look upon her as a inspirational character, when she was a real life human being walking around and living life like we are today. And that’s just. Wow. Crazy.

Here’s a poem I wrote about her
In 1929, The rest of this poem was written.
June the 12th, 
The first day of Summer.
The day I realized what existed in this world.
Or at least what had existed, and what was left.
To those that can see,all that is left is empty bookcase,
like a melting sea.
Your thoughts have been flowing from behind this bookcase,
melting the darkest corners of my mind into brightness,
like the sun you spent hours dreaming of,
 even though it was right outside the window, tickling your face.

Years and tears of silence have followed your departure.
I didn’t exist until after you had ceased to exist in all entirety.
I was born with traces of your heart..
that drew me to your words.

your words.

our words.

We wrote words before I knew we couldn’t.
When I’m with you, i can be myself. 
But we’ve never been together. I’ve never known myself.
And you told me..

That happiness in your own heart can only be dimmed;
it will always be there, as long as you live, to make you happy again.

But.. A little later I feel hopeful and full of expectation again,
though my tears are still flowing-on the inside.
Because you’ll never know what its like to be alive. 

So I’ll live for two.
I’ll write for two.
I’ll write for you.

paintingtherosesdead:

tylerdurdenjr:

recordsandcigarettes:

1-indsey:

The only known video footage of Anne Frank

I can’t think of any reason why someone would not reblog this. 

If this isn’t interesting/sad to you, then I don’t know what you like in life.

Can’t we hit 1,000,000 notes? This is such a rare shot, everyone should see it.

Nice.

It’s really odd thinking that she was, is, a real person. She truly existed. Yes we have read her diary. But its not the same. We read it, and we watch the film, not truly comprehending what all she went through at such a young age. We really look upon her as a inspirational character, when she was a real life human being walking around and living life like we are today. And that’s just. Wow. Crazy.

Here’s a poem I wrote about her

In 1929, The rest of this poem was written.

June the 12th, 

The first day of Summer.

The day I realized what existed in this world.

Or at least what had existed, and what was left.

To those that can see,all that is left is empty bookcase,

like a melting sea.

Your thoughts have been flowing from behind this bookcase,

melting the darkest corners of my mind into brightness,

like the sun you spent hours dreaming of,

 even though it was right outside the window, tickling your face.

Years and tears of silence have followed your departure.

I didn’t exist until after you had ceased to exist in all entirety.

I was born with traces of your heart..

that drew me to your words.

your words.

our words.

We wrote words before I knew we couldn’t.

When I’m with you, i can be myself. 

But we’ve never been together. I’ve never known myself.

And you told me..

That happiness in your own heart can only be dimmed;

it will always be there, as long as you live, to make you happy again.

But.. A little later I feel hopeful and full of expectation again,

though my tears are still flowing-on the inside.

Because you’ll never know what its like to be alive. 

So I’ll live for two.

I’ll write for two.

I’ll write for you.

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Punk Rock Nihilism: I’m tired of being a catatonic, temperamental degenerate druggie...

nooneiscoolanymore:

I’m tired of being a catatonic, temperamental degenerate druggie monster, but it’s the only thing I’m actually good at

If I ever get held back, the only thing they’re really holding me back from is a life of unfulfilled happiness in return for mindless indulgence in activities I want no part of

Also, I really like you but fuck off

can someone please give me 350 bucks please please