December 2011
just painting my nails and cleaning my bedroom and watching mean girls and eating frozen grapes. srsly, how could life get any better?
(was this post written by a 30 year old or a 13 year old?)
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benjamin and i have just decided the best way to celebrate a new year tonight:
breakfast for dinner.
in 2012 i would like to spend less time thinking about doing, and more time doing.
disappointing/disappointed/disappointment.
english breakfast tea, it’s you and me forever.
libre-comme-toi:
beksarkoezymusic:
don’t think...
“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved...”
– Sarah Williams
it’s 1am and I just finished reading a book about nurses and women in WW1 and oh my goodness my life just feels completely useless now.
“This is a word we use to plug
holes with. It’s the right size for those...”
– Variations on the Word Love - Margaret Atwood
beksarkoezymusic:
landlocked blues | originally...
happy birthday, jack stephen!
benjaminandhisblog:
merry christmas.
ben has been yelling this out of the car window all day. only ‘yelling’ in the most deadpan voice ever. he only does it as he passes people close enough for them to hear him. he calls it ‘christmas bombing’.
it’s been a long day.
ephemeral-:
To Lindsay, by Allen Ginsberg
Vachel, the stars are out dusk has fallen on the Colorado road a car crawls slowly across the plain in the dim light the radio blares its jazz the heartbroken salesman lights another cigarette In another city 27 years ago I see your shadow on the wall you’re sitting in your suspenders on the bed the shadow hand lifts up a Lysol bottle to your head your...
