Slam poetry. Yelling. Angry. Waving my hands a lot. Specific point of view on things. Cynthia. Cyn-thi-a. Jesus died for our Cynthia’s. Jesus cried. Runaway bride. Julia Roberts. Julia rob-hurts. Cynthia. Mmmmm Cynthia, you’re dead. You are dead. Be boop beep you’re dead.
Schmidt, 22 Jump Street
I have never laughed so hard in a movie theater before
sometimes you see a pun so artfully constructed you just have to stand back in awe.
Title: Big Jet Plane (acoustic)
Artist: Angus & Julia Stone
I wanna hold her, I wanna kiss her
She smelled of daisies, she smelled of daisies
She drive me crazy, she drive me crazy
I absolutely love the end result.