June 2011
May 2011
This is you. Eyes closed, out in the rain. You never thought you’d be doing...
– My Life Without Me (via misswallflower)
In the smallest ways
life gives us little hints that
we’re made of magic.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly...
– Sylvia Plath (via likebookends)
There’s this Play that I want to Audition for.
I think I will.
Audition, I mean.
Even though the only thing I have to go off of is the e-mail that the notice came in, I can already feel myself being pulled towards it, like its a part of me.
that sounds odd.
when you put your foot into your mouth by telling asking the boy that you like why he was laughing at you and he tells you that he was laughing at what you said not at you, and you decide that you really should just stop talking because if you don’t you’ll end up saying even more stuff that you will regret.
liking people kind of, sort of, really actually sucks.
I’m even...
farmers markets and art walks and boys with guitars strapped to their backs walking beautiful dogs, and people holding hands and the wind blowing the leaves around in patterns, and parents holding their kids on their shoulders and old women meeting by the fountain, and people hugging by cars and people riding bikes and the way the flowers smell and the way men sit in cafes drawing and the way the...
there are weird things happening in my head right now.
feelings and thoughts that disappear and reappear at the drop of a hat,
they sneak up behind you and drape themselves over you like an old blanket,
the kind of blanket that is riddled with holes,
the kind that’s been picked bare,
the kind that lets the cold seep in.
Inadequate.
people will tell you that you’re good, maybe...
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you’re not all there.
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Waiting hurts. Forgetting hurts. But not knowing which decision to take is the...
– Paulo Coelho
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sabino:
You learn through experience and definitely not at school. It’s so important to figure things out by your own. I work on some kind of photography everyday. Taking pictures, or just seeing photos at blogs and books all day or whatever. I’ve never had a fuck photography moment.
- Tim Barber
good things:
Julien calling John a Hipster.
John holding three fingers up and saying “read between the lines”.
Zac’s text.
Nice people at work.
Learning to successfully pivot during dance rehearsal. I need to start going to dance class because really, it shouldn’t be so hard to pivot ( “you’re not following through”).
Julien sneaking up behind me and blowing my...
Images — millions of images — That’s what I eat.
– William Burroughs, Nova Express, 1965 (via birdsandbones)