February 2010
January 2010
Rawr.
SO I’ve got a huge box of packing peanuts. So many possibilities…
Actually. I’m at a loss. What should I do with them? @__@
“Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And...”
РLouis de Berni̬res (via kari-shma) (via lovebot) (via missmosher) (via samantha-x)
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Andy Hull is enchanting.
Golden ticket-...
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Let's play a game called...."What would happen... →
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Lydia- A story for supper.
Some ambient acoustics...
This is a beautiful song.
9 Crimes - Damien Rice
Things we don't like to think about.
Other than those harrowing pictures that the news present, it doesn’t quite hit home that our country is still at war. The pictures are like postcards. Movie reels. Something happening far, far away that doesn’t concern us individually. From a family standpoint, I’ve seen my cousin go off to war for months at a time. 18 months in fact, of being stationed on of the most attacked...
play music neither of us has heard.
The decade has changed us. We ride the subway like zombies, staring into space while our earplugs sing us songs we know by heart. Back home, back online, we flip through the avatars of people we have not seen in years, if ever. In text messages, in status updates, we pretend to be profound, represent our emptiness as brevity and wit, all of us chasing that high of recognition, all of us wanting...