8th May 2013

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What I set my intention to today in yoga class…

What I set my intention to today in yoga class…

8th May 2013

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Literally having Lady Gaga withdrawals. 

Literally too gay to function. 

8th May 2013

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One last stop, he says. And they drive to Westside Lanes. I grew up bowling. I don’t want to bowl. It was raining. We’re not going to bowl, the circus carpet dark with gum beneath them, and he parts the curtains on the best photo booth in town. He feeds it the three dollars, Get in. They somehow share the short ridged stool. In here we have to tell each other one true thing. You first. Click. This is the best way I could think to have my arm around you. Click. Click. Click.
—Brian Blanchfield, “Smalltown Lift”

theparisreview:

One last stop, he says. And they drive to Westside Lanes. 
I grew up bowling. I don’t want to bowl. It was raining. 
We’re not going to bowl, the circus carpet dark with gum 
beneath them, and he parts the curtains on the best 
photo booth in town. He feeds it the three dollars, Get 
in. They somehow share the short ridged stool. In here 
we have to tell each other one true thing. You first. Click. 
This is the best way I could think to have my arm around you. 
Click. Click. Click.

Brian Blanchfield, “Smalltown Lift”

6th May 2013

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New attitude that I’m adopting!

New attitude that I’m adopting!

5th May 2013

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One of the craziest, most AMAZING music videos that I’ve seen in some time. I’m a Hi Fashion convert!

4th May 2013

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Instructions for living a life.
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.
— Mary Oliver (via ecstaticallyinspired)

Source: jennasfawn

4th May 2013

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A Poet Reflects: crashinglybeautiful: I think of you often. Especially in the evenings,... →

crashinglybeautiful:

I think of you often. Especially in the evenings, when I am on the balcony and it’s too dark to write or to do anything but wait for the stars. A time I love. One feels half disembodied, sitting like a shadow at the door of one’s being while the dark tide rises. Then…

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4th May 2013

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3rd May 2013

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I miss my friends from high school so much. Nearly everyone at this school is just the opposite of the person I’d like to spend my time with. Why does no one read? Why is no one passionate about their work? Why are they so obsessed with getting fucked up? Maybe I just grew up sheltered. I’m so over this place. I thought college was supposed to be a bastion for intellectuals. Couldn’t be further from the truth. 

3rd May 2013

Quote reblogged from The World is Made of Words with 10 notes

I am at this moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip.

John Kennedy Toole
A Confederacy of Dunces (via theworldismadeofwords)

This book is rocking my world right now. The perfect companion to a depressed and overly intellectual graduating college student who has no idea what job he’ll get with his useless, difficult degree and hates just about everything in society right now.