I’m always flying on planes by myself, seated next to some kindly 60-year-old...– (via justasterisms)
No Age. Toro y Moi. Cut Copy.
Seeing this beautiful man on Friday. Maybe he’ll do his Joanna cover. Can’t wait. Helplessness Blues, get at me.
I think some people perceive me to be part of a movement or something that I...– (via justasterisms)
HARRY POTTER = FOREVER A COCKBLOCK
Ugh. Best 45 minutes of my life. Cause I had an orgasm. The whole time. 45 minute orgasm. Ugh.
just before our love got lost, you said “i am as constant as a northern star.”, and i said, “constantly in the darkness, where’s that at? if you want me, i’ll be in the bar.” on the back of a cartoon coaster in the blue tv screen light, i drew a map of canada. oh, canada with your face sketched on it twice. oh, you’re in my blood like holy wine....
Thinking Outside The Label
During a music discussion I was having among friends a few of weeks ago, we came to a consensus: Top 40/Mainstream music is banal and devoid of any creativity, originality, or profundity. The only depth in pop music probably comes from that blaring bass beat that makes you want to go crazy on the dance floor. And if that’s how you enjoy spending your Friday nights, why don’t you go do...
the tree of life.
Today marked the second time I sat in front of the big screen, eyeing Malick’s masterpiece. I can’t begin to search for words that describe the experience you feel while watching this two hour epic. But I can say that it has changed me as a person. When Chastain says, “There are two ways through life: the way of nature, and the way of grace.”, this stuck in my mind...
have you ever
wanted something so desperately that you create a life where you had obtained that something? maybe it’s not something tangible, like an article of clothing, or a house. but rather, it’s an idea of something. maybe something like love, or harmony. and your mind wanders over every detail of how life would be different. down to how your eyes start to change, and you begin to see the...
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