December 2010
103 posts
2010 in words
breaking up
falling in love, when we least expected it..
..and losing you physically
learning to be happy
picking up the pieces
alcohol-fuelled days and nights
books books and more books
gaining weight
running, and completing my first race
guitars, and the men who play them
of friendships and soulmate
learning to laugh again
being happy
travelling
wandering
learning to accept being...
the reason i dont like going to the movies is because it’s essentially buying two hours worth of emotions for a few dollars.
why buy something which you go through every single day.
“I am always sad, I think. Perhaps this signifies that I am not sad at all,...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, ‘Everything is Illuminated’ (via thoughtfox)
everytime i try to fly i fall.
it’s probably such a cop-out and not doing anything to my cred that i am listening to britney spears, but in my defense, i grew up in the late 90s-early 2000s, and Britney was the shits. plus, i really do think this song is very very beautiful.
i’m not sure what to write, but i know if i don’t, nothing will get done. i feel an overwhelming urge to write, write, write, but on...
loving and letting go..
taken from thenewfilo.tumblr.com.. i think, i need to understand this right now. If you love someone, you let them go.
I heard this often and many times but never fully understood. Why would you let someone go if you really love them? Why would you let them out of your sight? Why would you let go of their hand? When you let someone go you risk never seeing them again, you risk losing them...
in the mornings
mornings are the hardest. there’s something about waking up from nothingness, or from dreams. that space in between consciousness and reality, when your thoughts suddenly rush to the fore. and everything crowds around and amidst the haziness and the myriads of thoughts, problems, annoyances, worries that try to make themselves felt and known and heard, one thing becomes crystal clear: i am...
Watchjust, beautiful =)
thedailywhat:
Christmas Miracle of the Day: From The New York Times comes the heartwarming tale of a charming couple from Chelsea who mistakenly received hundreds of letters addressed to Santa and decided to try and fulfill them.
[h/t: inothernews.]
“And this is what living next to a waterfall is like, Safran. Every widow wakes...”
– Everything is Illuminated, Jonathan Safran Foer.
“(You have ghosts?)
(Of course I have ghosts.)
(What are your ghosts like?)...”
– Everything is Illuminated, Jonathan Safran Foer
everything is illuminated
i love reading, and have always loved reading. i’m not really sure why though, until i finished reading safran foer’s everything is illuminated.
i started out being ambivalent about the book. i’ve had it in my possession for about 2 months now, and only started on it a few days ago, as a book to read on my trip. and i was ambivalent towards it right until the end, when i fell...