December 2010
Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and...
– The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via stephakneee)
The worst sin - perhaps the only sin - passion can commit, is to be joyless.
– Dorothy L. Sayers (via kari-shma)
Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the spaces between the notes and curl my...
– Maya Angelou (via josiemac28713)
You love someone, you open yourself up suffering, that’s the sad truth. Maybe...
– Bones (via quote-book)
and I wonder
when I sing along with you
if everything could ever feel this...
– Everlong by the Foo Fighters
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they...
– Anais Nin (via momopotato)
We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at...
– Eleanor Roosevelt (via mikeycdavis)
The thing about love is that we come alive in bodies not our own.
– “Let the Great World Spin” by Colum McCann (via julie911)
Goddam money. It always ends up making you blue as hell.
– J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via thoughtsdetained) (via quote-book)
Day 3 - Your views on drugs and alcohol
Drugs are lame. Pointless.
Alcohol - to each their own I suppose.
Cabin Fever
I don’t know is wrong with me. I have so much on my mind and all I do is sit home and dwell on everything. I finally went out last night and it was amazing. I should have went to work today but again I didn’t. I’m going to regret this decision so bad. I keep telling myself I’ll go driving around when my mom get homes however, I don’t want to drive stick because my...
thedailywhat:
In Memoriam of the Day: The New York Times pays tribute to the musicians we lost this year with a sound-collage featuring some of their better-known musical contributions.
[laughingsquid.]