November 2011
3 posts
October 2011
8 posts
“If you don’t believe in love, what’s the point of living?”
– :: Ron Fucking Swanson
[the decemberists :: grace cathedral hill]
...
Toglimi tutto e non mi fare male
Love do not damn me to my fate Hold me open all the seasons let my great and warm decline not fall asleep along drives put in passive all the passions sleep on the pillow tenderly where grow provident ambitions of love and universal passion take my everything and do not hurt me.
[Alda Merini]
[florence + the machine :: cosmic love]
This...
“…I’m in trouble.”
– [me]
Yes, I’m quoting myself. I’m quoting myself so that I can come back to this in the future and realize, “I told you so.” Nanny-nanny-boo-boo included.
September 2011
1 post
“Was I wearing a tiara when I came in here? Because if you happen upon it, would...”
– my idol
August 2011
5 posts
[jack rose : fishtown flower]
i’ll...
July 2011
15 posts
“Our union is like this: You feel cold, so I reach for a blanket to cover our...”
– Our Union, Hafiz (via tipitiwitchet)
June 2011
2 posts
hi-dee hi-dee ho (sir)
“Minnie the Moocher” just came on iTunes radio and it took my subconscious imitation of Stephen Fry to jog my brain into remembering where I knew that song from…
I guess I got what I was needin’.
May 2011
1 post
“Si hortum in bibliotheca habes, deerit nihil.”
Cicero was right about a lot of things. And while my biblioteca is bursting at the seams, my garden is wilted and greying… Somehow I lost myself over the past few months, and the oddest bit is that I didn’t even realize it until now. Fall was lovely, but the winter sucked me dry and now : scattered husks and empty shells. Let’s plant them and see what springs up…
April 2011
3 posts
March 2011
12 posts
top 9 : solstice, sunshine, swooning
: congeniality … (of a person) pleasant because of a personality, qualities, or interests that are similar to one’s own : his need for some congenial company. [See note at pleasant.]
: finches at the feeder and robinsong at eventide
: urban exploration … with my coif and converse, pluck and pbr, i am ready to rock
: modest mouse … my brain’s the cliff and my...
march forth
04 march 2011
