the rushmore beekeeper: we are hard, Margaret... →
we are hard, Margaret Atwood i. We are hard on each other and call it honesty, choosing our jagged truths with care and aiming them across the neutral table. The things we say are true; it is our crooked aims, our choices turn them criminal. ii. Of course your lies are more amusing: you make them new each time. Your truths, painful and boring repeat themselves over and over perhaps because you...
I have noticed that even people who think everything is predestined and that we...– Stephen Hawking (via disturbingtheuniverse)
talkingwalls: “In this way, in increments both measurable and not, our childhood is stolen from us - not always in one momentous event but often in a series of small robberies, which add up to the same loss.” -John Irving
Out of small talk, a friend of mine bluntly posed the question, “Are you happy? With where you are right now?” And I just didn’t know. And I just despise that feeling of having an immediate-life-defining question eat its way into my brain, clogging my already-draining attention span, skimming through every page of the past week, the past month for a memory that will hold me...
The older we get won’t equate to how much we figure things out. The pieces won’t add up. They’ll break into tinier fragments and leave us frustrated upon the turn of events. Hide themselves in jaded complexities. And the truth will never come out alive. If anything, we contribute to the disorder. And that’s not even a metaphor, that’s entropy. And maybe we just...
I wish I had a good excuse for this. But no. My mom and I went to the mall to pay for our phone bills. On our way to the exit, I wanted to buy cookies out of a nagging craving. But they didn’t have anything ready-made so I instead bought a box of bare cookies without icing. What I didn’t know was that along with the purchase of bare cookies came a registration form and the...
I have nothing substantial in mind at the moment. Please come back after the long, dull, blank beep sounding off in my head goes away.
When you want something bad enough, you make the time - regardless of your other...– Rework (via disturbingtheuniverse) The excuse of time.
rencaffeinated asked: Woah. Are you an incoming freshman? I hope to see you next school year! :D
walter mitty (n.)
-oceanspray: an ordinary, often ineffectual person who indulges in fantastic daydreams of personal triumphs
John didn’t like much. It wasn’t just his voice; everything in his mind was much...– George Martin on John Lennon (via tomhanks-)
I had a list of movies I was stoked for last summer and since I’m done with that list, this is my new one. A lot of good ones this 2011. Very, very promising. Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides Jack Sparrow and Barbossa embark on a quest to find the elusive fountain of youth, only to discover that Blackbeard and his daughter are after it too. Limitless A...
Here is Always Somewhere Else.– Bas Jan Ader (via presidents)
The Irish Men Paradigm
Let me just throw this idea out here. They’re all of (partial) Irish descent. That can’t just be a coincidence.
Dead on Arrival
Classes resume on January 3, 2011. As I write this, that’s roughly 30 hours and 47 minutes away. Our teachers were *warm-hearted and kind* enough (the kind that can only be driven by Christmas spirit) not to assign us with a heap of homeworks and projects that we would never really do duly. But as Seniors, we were expected to start with our thesis papers’ Introduction drafts. I...
Music is storming, driving, relentless, devotional, slinky, subtle,...– Nick Cave (via vomitsoup)