two very close friends are flying out for my defense party. they’ve never met. so many of my favourite people will be in one place. it’s the thickest icing on the tallest cake.
“Xαλεπὰ τὰ καλά. (Beautiful things are difficult.)”
― Greek proverb
(my life is so much better than i ever thought it could be.)
You’re such a loud voice
Such a strong back
Such a hard return
Of the backhand blows
Of life
I know that sometimes
I’m like a stranger
And I hide myself from everyone
But I’m so glad you reached me
I’m so glad you reached me
I’m so glad
I was a live one
I was a cold light
But you were piercing my heart
With your lucid eye
And I’m so glad you reached me
I’m so glad you reached me
I’m so glad
I’m so glad you reached me
I’m so glad you reached me
I’m so glad
You reached me
(via the lovely j.)
a bully apologizes to her victim, 30 years later.
(why does the media/society keep calling this behavior bullying? why not just abuse?)
“…if you do not destroy when necessary, you are breaking the vow of compassion…” — Chögyam Trungpa
via michael.
ok! must step away from the computing machine now!
but fuck!
jawbreaker - accident prone (from, perhaps, the best breakup album of all time)
it’s like tearing your heart out to a really good tune.
tttthhhhhiiiissss.
horse heaven, by creepoid.
damn.
this whole album. love the slide guitar, rolling licks, and heavy rhythms.
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Fantastic new pieces from artist, Philippe Hérard, using paintbrushes and newspaper as his medium.
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“Be with those who help your being.
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