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mobylosangelesarchitecture:

so there i was, just walking around long island, and i found a house made out of a giant barrel. or, well, a house designed to look like a giant barrel. just sitting there happily in the middle of potato fields and hedge fund manager’s modest 15,000 square foot palatio-mansions.
i wondered to myself, ‘do they have flat walls? or is it like a wallace neff house where you’d be hard pressed to hang a picture?’ then i got jealous.
why do they have a barrel house in long island?
shouldn’t we have barrel houses in l.a?
we should. but alas, i don’t believe that we do. please prove me wrong. and/or build a barrel house.
contextually it’s nice to have a barrel house in the land of egregiously unsubtle 20,000 square foot hedge fund mansions. which is not to malign hedge fund mansions. except that they’re unsubtle. egregiously so. and huge. again, unsubtly so. but i guess the apocalypse needs gatekeepers, and the apocalypse gatekeepers need apocalypse gatehouses (20,000 sq foot mcmansions).
my benign apocalypse will have gatekeepers who live in happy little barrel houses. because i plan on having a happy apocalypse.
-moby
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mobylosangelesarchitecture:

so there i was, just walking around long island, and i found a house made out of a giant barrel. or, well, a house designed to look like a giant barrel. just sitting there happily in the middle of potato fields and hedge fund manager’s modest 15,000 square foot palatio-mansions.
i wondered to myself, ‘do they have flat walls? or is it like a wallace neff house where you’d be hard pressed to hang a picture?’ then i got jealous.
why do they have a barrel house in long island?
shouldn’t we have barrel houses in l.a?
we should. but alas, i don’t believe that we do. please prove me wrong. and/or build a barrel house.
contextually it’s nice to have a barrel house in the land of egregiously unsubtle 20,000 square foot hedge fund mansions. which is not to malign hedge fund mansions. except that they’re unsubtle. egregiously so. and huge. again, unsubtly so. but i guess the apocalypse needs gatekeepers, and the apocalypse gatekeepers need apocalypse gatehouses (20,000 sq foot mcmansions).
my benign apocalypse will have gatekeepers who live in happy little barrel houses. because i plan on having a happy apocalypse.
-moby
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mobylosangelesarchitecture:

so there i was, just walking around long island, and i found a house made out of a giant barrel. or, well, a house designed to look like a giant barrel. just sitting there happily in the middle of potato fields and hedge fund manager’s modest 15,000 square foot palatio-mansions.
i wondered to myself, ‘do they have flat walls? or is it like a wallace neff house where you’d be hard pressed to hang a picture?’ then i got jealous.
why do they have a barrel house in long island?
shouldn’t we have barrel houses in l.a?
we should. but alas, i don’t believe that we do. please prove me wrong. and/or build a barrel house.
contextually it’s nice to have a barrel house in the land of egregiously unsubtle 20,000 square foot hedge fund mansions. which is not to malign hedge fund mansions. except that they’re unsubtle. egregiously so. and huge. again, unsubtly so. but i guess the apocalypse needs gatekeepers, and the apocalypse gatekeepers need apocalypse gatehouses (20,000 sq foot mcmansions).
my benign apocalypse will have gatekeepers who live in happy little barrel houses. because i plan on having a happy apocalypse.
-moby
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mobylosangelesarchitecture:

so there i was, just walking around long island, and i found a house made out of a giant barrel. or, well, a house designed to look like a giant barrel. just sitting there happily in the middle of potato fields and hedge fund manager’s modest 15,000 square foot palatio-mansions.

i wondered to myself, ‘do they have flat walls? or is it like a wallace neff house where you’d be hard pressed to hang a picture?’ then i got jealous.

why do they have a barrel house in long island?

shouldn’t we have barrel houses in l.a?

we should. but alas, i don’t believe that we do. please prove me wrong. and/or build a barrel house.

contextually it’s nice to have a barrel house in the land of egregiously unsubtle 20,000 square foot hedge fund mansions. which is not to malign hedge fund mansions. except that they’re unsubtle. egregiously so. and huge. again, unsubtly so. but i guess the apocalypse needs gatekeepers, and the apocalypse gatekeepers need apocalypse gatehouses (20,000 sq foot mcmansions).

my benign apocalypse will have gatekeepers who live in happy little barrel houses. because i plan on having a happy apocalypse.

-moby

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rohyals:

My “friends” are dead, parents distant and I was born without a talent to share. I’m scarred beyond fixing, ashamed and everything I touch becomes fucked up. I’m fucking everything up. A fuck up.

What am I living for? We go to a school when we are single digits until 21, graduate from concrete facades where we learnt grades were more important than learning. We get hopefully impressive looking degrees from a hopeful school. We expect to find love, a mutual understanding, a strangers child to purchase and help the ‘economy’

Like livestock just producing more meat to be slaughtered. I’ve been crying nearly every night. Can I even survive? This isn’t living. I’m not digesting anything just so maybe, in some fucked up way someone will love my bones, love that I am so much closer to death than they are and they assume a few showers of kisses and meaningful sex will ‘cure me.’
My motivation has run dry and I’ve become a screaming corpse in the night, a overly bright light in the day to mask the smell of the rotting heart abandoned inside me. Tell me-

What am I living for?

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my friend left her window open in her bedroom and came back to find this

look at his self-satisfied little face, the cheeky shit

motherfucking australia

if there was a post to describe australia, this is it

wait. 

you mean to tell me this isn’t even a pet bird?

that in australia, you have wild birds that just fly from house to house with the express purpose of fucking shit up?

fucking HELL australia, what is wrong with you?

wake up australia 

That’s what birds do

They fly around and fuck shit up

Do you have some kind of mysterious nice birds in your weird foreign country

Do birds in America and England fly into your house and make the bed and tidy up the living room a little bit

It’s cold here, so they just bounce off the windows and lie there and twitch spasmodically while you look for the shovel.

Basically hurling themselves at windows is the worst thing birds do

yeah man a kookaburra literally flew into a classroom at my high school and just sat his smug ass down on top of the desk for a good 20 minutes

why has nobody mentioned the fact that in australia there are 3-4 months a year where everybody just accepts that they’re going to get attacked by magpies. It is literally called “swooping season” and these birds will fly down to peck your fucking face, and people get their eyes ripped out and shit, it’s fucking brutal.

My teacher had to go to hospital and have surgery because of swooping season. It was in the parking lot of school and all the kids would do a mad dash towards the car as the magpies tried to kill us.

no but when you’re 12 years old and riding your bike like mad on the way home from school with an icecream bucket on your head with like branches and shit sticking out if it to scare them off and none of this is considered strange

what the actual fuck australia 

Good Lord.

Well in my school of americans, the pigeons or seagulls like to come to our school during lunch time and take a shit on everybody. Apparently everyone is scared.

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