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charleston chew

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About Me

It's hard to stay mad, when there's so much
beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel
like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's
too much, my heart fills up like a balloon
that's about to burst... And then I remember
to relax , and stop trying to hold on to it,
and then it flows through me like rain and I can't
feel anything but gratitude for every single
moment of my stupid little life.

My Interests



I'd like to meet:



I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn’t try to sleep with people even if they could have. I need to know that these people exist.

Music:



[as-of-right-now's]

Movies:



Books:


Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
Pieces by Stephen Chbosky
To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
Steal This Book by Abbie Hoffman
Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs:
A Low Culture Manifesto by Chuck Klosterman
Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger
Fear and Loathing in LV by Hunter S. Thompson
Rum Diaries by Hunter S. Thompson
The Secret by Rhonda Frye
Poetry of Jim Morrison, Frank O'Hara and Allen
Ginsberg
On The Road by Jack Kerouac

Heroes:


And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.
I wouldn't forget the women who brought me here. mind openers. cultural travelers.
peaceful fighters. starving artists.
lost souls. simple folk. free spirits. path wanders. music lovers, hip shakers and beat breakers. people who aren't afraid of love. fellow adventurers with compassion for our mother earth. root knowers and glass blowers. dreamers. believers. truth seekers. star gazers. positive conversationalists.

My Blog

Howl by Allen Ginsburg

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by.. madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at  dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters burn...
Posted by charleston chew on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 12:24:00 PST

For the first time in my life, I understand the end of that poem. And I never wanted to.

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poemAnd he called it "Chops" because that was the name of his dogAnd that's what it was all aboutAnd his teacher gave him an A and a gold st...
Posted by charleston chew on Thu, 25 Sep 2008 02:11:00 PST

And right before we hit the ground, I told you I loved you

Every word that lead up to this point, was likeflying a crashing plane at 200miles per hour.I had no control. And right before we hit the ground, I told you I loved you.I instantly felt a lysergic aci...
Posted by charleston chew on Wed, 13 Aug 2008 05:53:00 PST

so long, everything

"So long, everything," he shouted and ran next door to Margot's house."I'm moving," he said."Where?" asked Margot."Two weeks away," said Mitchell."Where is that?" asked Margot."It is everywhere i will...
Posted by charleston chew on Wed, 22 Aug 2007 10:29:00 PST