To Write Love On Her Arms
Pedro the Lion is loud in the speakers, and the city waits just outside our open windows. She sits and sings, legs crossed in the passenger seat, her pretty voice hiding in the volume. Music is a safe place and Pedro is her favorite. It hits me that she won’t see this skyline for several weeks, and we will be without her. I lean forward, knowing this will be written, and I ask what...
West Coast Fresh Most
YOU KNOW YOU ARE FROM WASHINGTON STATE WHEN: You know how to pronounce Sequim, Puyallup, Enumclaw and Issaquah. You consider swimming an indoor sport. You see a person carrying an umbrella and know they must be a tourist. Your lawn is mostly moss and you don’t really care. Your daily commute to work involves riding a ferry. Honking your car is for absolute emergencies. You’re...
Never doubt the power of Palankas. <3
Cut it. Gut it. Stuff it. Turkey Turkey Turkey!!
The Tipsta and Miss Jones →
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rLoscbxjcwU Qtip goes off and Norah just has beautiful vocals. JUST CLICK AND LISTEN!
You know you're from Seattle when...
seattlechillin: you have to figure out what type of rain you’ll be dealing with each day it’s supposed to rain. Submitted by xjennersonx.
1988 senior year Garvey High…. All the guys were corny but the girls were MAD FLY
In Our Darkest Hour. In My Deepest Despair. Will You Still Care?. Will You Be...
Smell of Seatown
Petrichor: Noun; refers to the way the earth smells after rain fall. (Otherwise known as olfactory of Seattle).
Depression is never something to take lightly. Be there for those you know who have been robbed of their happiness. A day may come when its too late, and nothing can fix the permanent damage. Love can always overcome this destruction. Because even when we loose those we love to a tragic death… LOVEstillWINS. I love you Carly Henley.
LET FREEDOM RING
Amanda is free now!! Thank you God, justice is served… and please bring her family back home safe to us. <3 <3 <3 I LOVE YOU ASHLEY KNOX.
Tonight, the glass is half empty.
I’d rather be flawed to God, then a souless perfect– ProBrown
How can hip/hop be dead if wu-tang is forever