Robert, NYC, 1975, by Lynn Goldsmith
The creation of stoner
through the storm we reach the shore.
My boss told me to "do my job right" even I literally do??? There are things I can't control and that's what he's mad at. He can't and doesn't even cook his own food 🙄 he's no help on the floor and is always in the way. Like let us do our jobs. And there's things night crew is complaining about but I can play their childish games too 😒
Wish I stayed home. I feel so out of place. I'm the dumb comedic relief in everyone else's lives. I'm not going anywhere or doing anything. It feels pointless. I'm just gonna drink a beer and watch H2O. The OG one. The BEST one
New Photo! Kurt Cobain at Roppongi Prince Hotel. Tokyo, Japan. February 19th, 1992.
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Oh to be a cat sleeping in a music shop
Sometimes I wish I was born in the 70s or at least lived through it. The 70s and 90s seemed so amazing. Then I remember the serial killers and little human rights and I'm okay with being where I am now. But I wanna be in the 70s with the same or even better rights that we have now. The social constructs of today but in the 70s and 90s. That would be my perfect generation
I love the music, fashion, vibes, and people from those years. They feel like my people, not to mention all of them being so fucking attractive. All I can do is put in my earbuds, turn on music, and daydream
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