December 2011
51 posts
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving...
– i do not love you except because i love you, pablo neruda
If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you...
– Ernest Hemingway
degrassé
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
adj. entranced and unsettled by the vastness of the universe, experienced in a jolt of recognition that the night sky is not just a wallpaper but a deeply foreign ocean whose currents are steadily carrying off all other castaways, who share our predicament but are already well out of earshot—worlds and stars who would’ve been lost entirely except for the scrap of...
i’ll be singing to the peach fuzz
just below your navel, humming
right above...
– “The Rest Of My Day If You Were Here” by Slade Gibbs (via clavicola)