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I don’t care if you’ve never listened to a single thing I’ve posted, as long as you hear this song.
Local Natives - “Ceilings”
Elvis and Jeanette Fruchter in a photobooth. Shreveport LA, 1954.
It’s a shame it isn’t here any more.
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158 artists. All indie.
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Dear Junebug,
I had a great day with you today. I’m still so amazed you were able to keep me awake that whole time, haha. I can’t get you off of my mind. All day you’ve been running laps around my head. I love you, sleep tight beautiful.
Your Burr,
Cris
(P.S. Work was alright. Finally got to get on my feet and do actual work. I think I’ll enjoy this job, it’s going to be able to keep me busy enough. Hopefully soon I’ll be on the registers.)
My name, is Cris Hammons.
I’m a manic depressive, bipolar depressive, panic attack ridden, 18 year old guy. I have a normal life. A job, a truck, and the most beautiful girlfriend, Desi. I see myself as quite laid back, not to hyped, unless the time is called for. I do worry about things, quite often in fact. But most of that doesn’t stick for too long.
I am doomed to over think things. it’s almost as if I can’t for one second, not be thinking about something. So in most cases, it’s never a bad thing. There are some things I could ponder all day, and never have a cross thought pass my mind.
Recently I’ve not been quite myself. Less talkative, a bit less enthusiastic, just too slow paced.
I think I’ve determined a way to help me get thinks back into order for me.
Saturday, September 01, 2012 .
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