Mr. Ian M. Belcurry

My name is Brian McElmurry. I like literature and skateboarding. My novella Rocket Man was recently published as an Ebook by Thought Catalog
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zephyrboyss:

"This is a picture that i’d like to have shown at my funeral you know you have photos of the person that died. This shows me in one of the happiest times of my life. Just young stoked on surfing and about as happy as a kid could be. Pop pier was a perfect place to start surfing at. We had plenty of surf and Pop had a few different spots to surf at." - Jay adams

R.I.P.

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zephyrboyss:

"This is a picture that i’d like to have shown at my funeral you know you have photos of the person that died. This shows me in one of the happiest times of my life. Just young stoked on surfing and about as happy as a kid could be. Pop pier was a perfect place to start surfing at. We had plenty of surf and Pop had a few different spots to surf at." - Jay adams

R.I.P.

Just want to live in world where I just cuddle with Franklyn forever

Just want to live in world where I just cuddle with Franklyn forever

Life is really hard and painful at times.

Alone at a Facebook literary circle jerk

Bring your avatar to the orgy

Like you own status and caress yr own words

See a person like and comment ‘same’ and ‘omg amazing’

See them stroke the metaphorical literary penis of the person they’d like stroking theirs

Your status a void as the cool kids shit themselves about adderall and call Bret Easton Ellis a douche

Same, same, same, same, same, same and lame, omg same and lame, lol

Eat at a cheap diner and look at a poor old man hobble in and feel more in common with him than literary Facebook circle jerks

Don’t eat the bread

Like Jimmy Chen have an ‘Internet personality disorder’ but realize if you had a personality disorder you’d be good at the Internet.

Unfollow and unfriend because you don’t need circle jerk literary status updates

Have actual sex with your wife and write things and fuck all the ‘same’

Yeah, I’m talking shit

My dog is a Cinnabon in the morning

How do you make a brain work when it doesn’t?
Your soul needs a nap.
Turn your neck four directions and hear your shoulder click.
Breakfast burrito is a map.
Green chili is a blanket.