Tao Lin (b. 1983) is the author of Richard Yates (2010), Shoplifting from American Apparel (2009), Bed (2007), three other books.

His third novel will be published by Vintage in 2013.

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7 November 11
vicemag:

“Large dose of MDMA” Halloween-costume, hand-crafted in China, with pulsating first-tier koala. Visually conveys one’s experience of reality after ingesting a medium-to-large dose of MDMA on a low tolerance. Prices range from 1800元 to 9400元 depending on size (adolescent, medium, large) and added features (glow-in-the-dark, organic, waterproofing, bulletproofing, etc.). Add 2000元 for international shipping. PayPal is accepted.
@Tao_Lin
Previously - Xanax for Koalas

vicemag:

“Large dose of MDMA” Halloween-costume, hand-crafted in China, with pulsating first-tier koala. Visually conveys one’s experience of reality after ingesting a medium-to-large dose of MDMA on a low tolerance. Prices range from 1800元 to 9400元 depending on size (adolescent, medium, large) and added features (glow-in-the-dark, organic, waterproofing, bulletproofing, etc.). Add 2000元 for international shipping. PayPal is accepted.

@Tao_Lin

Previously - Xanax for Koalas

Reblogged: vicemag

19 July 11
vicemag:

A Tyrannosaurus Rex falling into a 1000+ foot gorge after accidentally sprinting off a cliff at a record-breaking speed* while euphorically propelling itself in various directions, screaming in joy and sometimes leaping across arbitrary expanses, for more than 20 minutes, during which it became increasingly then fully unaware of its surroundings, except the occasional “blurry area of grass” or “briefly enlarging tree,” now experiencing its “falling sensation” as a nearly imperceptible “tingliness” that within a few seconds—and until its death—it will believe to indicate [Tyrannosaurus Rex equivalent of “I have the ability to fly and am currently flying on my own volition”].
*52 miles-per-hour, despite having its head, in an idiosyncratic side-effect of “peaking” on an extremely large dose of MDMA, turned almost completely in the opposite direction
TAO LIN
http://heheheheheheheeheheheehehe.com/Read more at: Viceland Today 

vicemag:

A Tyrannosaurus Rex falling into a 1000+ foot gorge after accidentally sprinting off a cliff at a record-breaking speed* while euphorically propelling itself in various directions, screaming in joy and sometimes leaping across arbitrary expanses, for more than 20 minutes, during which it became increasingly then fully unaware of its surroundings, except the occasional “blurry area of grass” or “briefly enlarging tree,” now experiencing its “falling sensation” as a nearly imperceptible “tingliness” that within a few seconds—and until its death—it will believe to indicate [Tyrannosaurus Rex equivalent of “I have the ability to fly and am currently flying on my own volition”].

*52 miles-per-hour, despite having its head, in an idiosyncratic side-effect of “peaking” on an extremely large dose of MDMA, turned almost completely in the opposite direction

TAO LIN

http://heheheheheheheeheheheehehe.com/

Read more at: Viceland Today 

Reblogged: vicemag

1 July 11
popserial:

At VICE, a transcript of Tao Lin and New York Tyrant editor Giancarlo DiTrapano’s text-messaging correspondence from July 2, 2010 through June 26, 2011.

popserial:

At VICE, a transcript of Tao Lin and New York Tyrant editor Giancarlo DiTrapano’s text-messaging correspondence from July 2, 2010 through June 26, 2011.

Reblogged: popserial

31 May 11
vicemag:


Justin Bieber—in an alternate reality where YouTube doesn’t exist and he lives in a near-rural suburb outside Central Florida and has since 3rd grade been the area’s iconic target of homophobia and where ~40% of his musical talents have manifested instead as social anxiety disorder and irritable bowel syndrome, leaving him, at 15, completely friendless and increasingly baffled at why he exists though somehow still determined to create music videos—staring at his older brother who is supposed to be filming him (this only after 3 weeks of ‘begging,’ pretty much, and then the compromise that he wear a shirt that says either “heroin” or “LSD” for the duration of filming in addition to paying his older brother $75 for the 15-minute drive to-and-from the park and the 5 minutes of footage which Justin Bieber hopes to incorporate into his future music videos so that at least some parts won’t seem obviously self-shot) but is instead idly rereading old text messages from his drug dealer, and doing other things that are not filming, which Justin Bieber senses after ~40 seconds (partly because of his older brother’s strangely focused expression but mostly because the iPhone has been egregiously facing an area almost a full 90 degrees to Justin Bieber’s left) and which, finally, Justin Bieber is going to remain silent about, for the first time, as he commits, now, to a life in which he does everything himself, trusts no one in anything, and suppresses—privately redirects—all his disappointments and complaints and confusions into [he isn’t certain what yet but thinks it might not be music videos, might not even be anything artistic, but might be something like carpentry or mountain climbing or probably the breeding and caring for of small pets like tropical fish or ants].
DRUG-RELATED PHOTOSHOP ART - JUSTIN BIEBER LSD - Viceland Today 

vicemag:

Justin Bieber—in an alternate reality where YouTube doesn’t exist and he lives in a near-rural suburb outside Central Florida and has since 3rd grade been the area’s iconic target of homophobia and where ~40% of his musical talents have manifested instead as social anxiety disorder and irritable bowel syndrome, leaving him, at 15, completely friendless and increasingly baffled at why he exists though somehow still determined to create music videos—staring at his older brother who is supposed to be filming him (this only after 3 weeks of ‘begging,’ pretty much, and then the compromise that he wear a shirt that says either “heroin” or “LSD” for the duration of filming in addition to paying his older brother $75 for the 15-minute drive to-and-from the park and the 5 minutes of footage which Justin Bieber hopes to incorporate into his future music videos so that at least some parts won’t seem obviously self-shot) but is instead idly rereading old text messages from his drug dealer, and doing other things that are not filming, which Justin Bieber senses after ~40 seconds (partly because of his older brother’s strangely focused expression but mostly because the iPhone has been egregiously facing an area almost a full 90 degrees to Justin Bieber’s left) and which, finally, Justin Bieber is going to remain silent about, for the first time, as he commits, now, to a life in which he does everything himself, trusts no one in anything, and suppresses—privately redirects—all his disappointments and complaints and confusions into [he isn’t certain what yet but thinks it might not be music videos, might not even be anything artistic, but might be something like carpentry or mountain climbing or probably the breeding and caring for of small pets like tropical fish or ants].

DRUG-RELATED PHOTOSHOP ART - JUSTIN BIEBER LSD - Viceland Today 

Reblogged: vicemag

4 November 10
My main goal is to…to able to have so much control over myself that I’m able to remain satisfied no matter what is happening outside of me. Yeah, I guess [self-control] is my main goal. To be able to like…even if I was on an island, like alone and freezing to death, to feel happy. That would be…that seems like the ideal goal to have. Like, not to try and change the environment but to be able to change your perception of the environment.

Reblogged: autostraddle

Tags: MDMA
2 November 10
Tags: MDMA
Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh