Monday, July 25, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
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Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
and then, one day, you’ll meet a boy. a boy who smells like an ashtray and looks like a spiderweb. tastes like the rain, and sounds like a thunderstorm. highly transcendental, either the highest or lowest form of being you’ve seen. maybe even ever. maybe he’s forever. in time, it will become apparent that you are his. that he has this whole great plan in his beautiful brain, in his sunset skull. he’s got the whole wide world wrapped around his index finger, long and skeletal, in control. he won’t call you. and he’ll rarely ever answer when you call him. but you’ll keep trying. because you’re stuck with the feeling that not one person knew him like you did. not one being gave him what you did. this is what they all think. everyone feels this deep connection. but the look in his eyes, its so detached. and you just want to fix it. but then you start to wonder, was he really ever there at all? and then you’re left with an apparition, that smells like an ashtray and looks like a spiderweb, tastes like rain and sounds like a thunderstorm. met a boy who wasn’t there, with knots in his bones and knots in his hair. he never knew you, and he never cared.
via loose tooth// lost youth
Friday, November 5, 2010
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Monday, October 4, 2010
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
“The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanely sensitive. To them… a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death.
Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create — so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, their very breath is cut off…
They must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency they are not really alive unless they are creating.”
Pearl Buck
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
“Live everyday like you have a huge penis.”
Chloe Woodard (via quote-book)
Saturday, September 11, 2010
“You don’t know what goes on in anyone’s life but your own. And when you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re not messing with just that part. Unfortunately, you can’t be that precise and selective. When you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re messing with their entire life. Everything…affects everything.”
Thirteen Reasons Why, Jay Asher (via quote-book)
Thursday, September 9, 2010
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Bedrock by The Opera Sharts
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
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Drop it Low // By The Opera Sharts
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
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DYNAMITE // By the Opera Sharts
