January 2012
29 posts
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Chaque génération, sans doute, se croit vouée à refaire le monde. La mienne sait...
– Albert Camus — Discours de Suède (via bromazepam)
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The worst of weeks, the kind that kicks up the ground and seems to arch into millions of different future losses. I wish I had someone who could tell me how to do this.
A tiger can smile
A snake will say it loves you
Lies make us evil
– Chuck Palahniuk (via magneticism)
Reblogging again for new and debilitating relevance.
flour, honey and milk: Antilamentation, by... →
dinahlance:
Regret nothing. Not the cruel novels you read to the end just to find out who killed the cook. Not the insipid movies that made you cry in the dark, in spite of your intelligence, your sophistication. Not the lover you left quivering in a hotel parking lot, the one you beat to the punchline, the door, or the one who left you in your red dress and shoes, the ones that crimped your...
None of it compares to one night spent next to the warm body of someone you...
– via: iwtfy (via thisdistance)
The useless days will add up to something. The shitty waitressing jobs. The...
– DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #64: Tiny Beautiful Things - The Rumpus.net (via hello-amber) (via thestateimin)
the bends
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. frustration that you’re not enjoying an experience as much as you should, even something you’ve worked for years to attain, which prompts you to plug in various thought combinations to try for anything more than static emotional blankness, as if your heart had been accidentally demagnetized by a surge of expectations.
December 2011
48 posts
New Year’s is a harmless annual institution, of no particular use to anybody...
– Mark Twain (via thisdistance)
When we consider the myriad school shootings that have occurred between ...
– Michael Kimmel: Men, Masculinity, and the Rape Culture (via simeral)
Bashō, Hamill
loveisabusiness:
via grammatolatry
Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope...
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A tiger can smile
A snake will say it loves you
Lies make us evil
– Chuck Palahniuk (via magneticism)
This is the landscape’s hidden hinge
where all things start and peter out:
the...
– Helen Mort, from Grasmere Oak (via thebronzemedal)