Conservatives Catholics all along Ocean Boulevard crumpled into their armchairs as a vein of sin cells pulsed by on Sunday morning.
“If happiness always depends on something expected in the future, we are chasing a will-o’-the-wisp that ever eludes our grasp, until the future, and ourselves, vanish into the abyss of death.” Alan W. Watts
My mantra for Summer 2013.
I felt pretty fucked up (i.e., extremely fatigued, dirty, exhausted, muted, etc.) after Coachella… so I decided to get pho’d up as well.
It is hot as fuck at Coachella. The campgrounds during weekend two were especially desert-like with the dead and dry grass. These wiggly creatures reminded me to embrace the wind whenever it blows up my skirt.
Janelle Monáe at Coachella 2013
She was legitimately one of the best performers I’ve ever seen. She is a genuine superstar.