December 2008
15 posts
love story
fiftywords:
She wrote the beginning of a love story, bright hopes innocently told in little kisses and long talks at night. He wrote the ending, all busted hearts and betrayal. They met in the middle, on a hill in a park, where he brought her Shasta daisies and promised the world.
“Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with...”
– Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid (via thoughtsdetained: sunlit-skies: ataaa:havent-got-a-prayer) (via luxuriousvulgarity) (via dilaudid) (via lavenderlines)
Ion Square - Bloc Party
Ion Square, perspex swing...
“He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated (via shegoesbam) (via buriedunderground)
“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you’ve imagined.”
– Thoreau (via overflowing) (via littlemiss) (via spunkfairy)
Reasons [not] to be Antisocial
I like squashed’s list. The original one was not very good.
squashed:
Apparently I’m a bit late on the bandwagon on this one. Don’t blame me. It sometimes takes a while for me to sort out the satirical from the genuinely misguided. From what I can tell, Bigcigars is serious with this list of reasons to be antisocial. Don’t get me wrong—there are some virtues to solitude and the...