January 2012
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I’m going to read at least fifty books this year.
December 2011
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It’s a nice night; I think I’ll go for a walk.
I’m not big on New Year’s resolutions, because it’s just another day. But I can’t help feeling a little hopeful, and a little sad. I always get a teensy bit melancholy this night, for whatever reason.
Pathetically enough, I don’t have any plans (working tomorrow rules out any parties I could have attended...
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To follow up on that last post, I love Maya Rudolph. But I would totally destroy my best friend’s giant cookie in a similar situation.
For some reason it really pisses me off that Erin thinks she’s Kristen Wiig in a Bridesmaids situation and I’m Maya Rudolph.
BITCH PLEASE
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Always do what you are afraid to do.
Sometimes you need a big kick in the ass to realize that grudges get you nowhere. I wasted a whole day off work being mad at my family when I could’ve just apologized for being a—there’s no better word for this—cunt.
I’m glad I had the chance to say I’m sorry.
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That sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach
when you greet a friend via text message with the word gruffalo because you had read a blurb on the internet recently wherein someone said it was a good movie and simultaneously forgetting that it has great significance in connection with the boy who just broke her heart.
I am a fucking idiot.
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There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star,...
– Virginia Woolf (via thedistantbird)
I’m sorry, but it’s been a long time since I’ve talked about certain things. So...
– A Happy Death by Albert Camus
“Each time I think of that flood of pain and joy in myself, I know - I can’t tell you how deeply I know that the game I’m playing is the most serious and exciting one of all.”
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I keep listening to Alexandre Desplat’s My Love is Always Here because I think it’s beautiful. It plays just as Harry and Hermione apparate to Godric’s Hollow on Christmas Eve, in part 1 of Deathly Hallows. I usually can’t pick favorite scenes, especially in Harry Potter, but I’ve always loved the Godric’s Hollow chapter. It’s so quiet and beautiful and I...
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Whenever I'm in between selling ze shoes,
I walk around the aisles singing 50 Cent’s Muddafucking P I M P can’t getta dolla off a me quietly to myself until I run into another customer.
I have no idea why this song pops into my head or why I feel the need to strut among the shoe boxes when it does. Only happens at work.
My life.
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I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my...
– The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (July-Sept 1950)
Sometimes I think she lives inside my head. For better, for worse.
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good quote is good
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It’s late again and I’m writing. I remember being sixteen and having the whole world contained inside my little head, dark thoughts and all. When books could make me infinitely sad, and I wrote really good poems. I used to be able to take long walks in the cold, through the forest, and feel the pressure from the sky settling over me like a hand on my face, closing my eyes. All gray...
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If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time,...
– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via fuck-yeah-sylvia-plath)
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God owns the heavens, but He craves the earth.
– Anne Sexton (via crackhead-philosophy)
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I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast....
– Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro
(via by-thefireside)
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Talked to someone last night I haven’t seen in a year, and who I don’t expect to see again.
He went to USC when the rest of us couldn’t get out of Pennsylvania. I’m a little jealous but still really happy for him. Genuinely. It just makes me a bit sad, that here is this really interesting person that I only started to know senior year, off in California, thousands of miles...
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If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think...
– Norwegian Wood (via dailymurakami)
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Only one thing remains infinitely fascinating to me: the mystery of moods. To be...
– Oscar Wilde (via decrepito)
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