August 2008
20 posts
Aug 29th
49 notes
1 tag
“If you want to write, if you want to create, you must be the most sublime fool...”
– Ray Bradbury
Aug 29th
161 notes
“don’t be afraid. if you are going to completely make it, you have to allow...”
– Solve Sundsbo (via meganmcisaac) (via buyhercandy)
Aug 29th
43 notes
““But when we sit together, close,” said Bernard, “we melt into...”
– virginia woolf
Aug 26th
2 tags
As KIM always says (12:16 AM): you just went from semi-classy nanna to the ones you find in the west/city centre looking through bins for cigarette butts to smoke and occasional bottle in hand
Aug 25th
1 tag
“when you don’t create things, you become defined by your tastes rather than...”
– why the lucky stiff (via bullshit)
Aug 24th
36 notes
146. Don't burn bridges.
(via rulesformyunbornson) I beg to differ. It can be quite satisfying.
Aug 22nd
45 notes
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“If cancer made a noise, it’d be MGMT”
– angry angry lj users
Aug 19th
Aug 19th
1 tag
muxtape: No artists or labels have complained. The site is not closed indefinitely. Stay tuned. Beta users of Muxtape For Bands: you are unaffected by this outage.
Aug 19th
81 notes
99. Nothing good ever happens after 3 am. I...
(via rulesformyunbornson)
Aug 19th
74 notes
1 tag
“If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing...”
– Anais Nin
Aug 18th
29 notes
Aug 17th
75 notes
Aug 16th
1 tag
a hat full of sky
Tiffany took a deep breath. This was about words, and she knew about words. ‘Here is a story to believe,’ she said. ‘Once we were blobs in the sea, and then fishes, and then lizards and rats and then monkeys, and hundreds of things in between. This hand was once a fin, this hand once had claws! In my human mouth I have the pointy teeth of a wolf and the chisel teeth of a rabbit and the grinding...
Aug 10th
Aug 8th
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“Also, Cass, I think you should just give people forms when you meet them....”
– Matt to me, after yet another moment where the world says “Oh hi, you are inept and insufferable” and thwacks me upside the head.
Aug 8th
Aug 8th
14 notes
1 tag
the enormous room
I told him I believed I had a handkerchief. He asked me: ‘Have you anything in your shoes?’ ‘My feet,’ I said, gently. — e.e. cummings
Aug 6th
2 notes
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Listenthe blow // the sky opened wide like the tide...
Aug 3rd