April 2012
61 posts
March 2012
56 posts
film is fantastic →
two types
MARCH 30 YEAR OF 2012
SPRING BREAK BEGINS
SKIP SECTION A IF SOB STORY IS LESS THAN DESIRED
There are two kinds of bad days. The first is just inevitably terrible, like when a relative dies or you get in a car crash. The second kind is what today was: a long, drawn out string of fairly bad or just unpleasant things all piled on top of each other in a clustercuss of all things lacking in...
oh, that fantastic Youth Lagoon. →
Off their album Year of Hibernation.
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently?...”
– Lewis Carroll (via earthwards)
“I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.”
– Vincent Van Gogh (via chambraytop)
we are most alive in dreams: Spring: Atrophy →
wearemostaliveindreams:
A mass grave opens and we throw in our hearts: One by one.
One after another they stopped beating, late in the night like clockwork. We stopped breathing all of a sudden. The lungs shrink and shrivel. Bodies just quit. Tick tock.
Vessels we abused with pain, with pain but not in vain, at…
Beautiful.
“A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives...”
– George R.R. Martin (via chambraytop)
my lovely cousin's lovely blog →
