December 2011
51 posts
danfusting:
Fixed my recording software. Spent...
anniesayshii:
This time tomorrow I will be on my way back to the bahamas!!! So excited to spend my new years with my blonde compadres :)
jumping up and down in my god damn seat at work. in 24 hours we will be on our way to the sunny b-a-h-a-m-a-s!
“I’m sorry, but it’s been a long time since I’ve talked about certain things. So...”
– Albert Camus - A Happy Death (via seaembraces)
Home.
Talking/thinking about the Caribbean and the ocean and how fortunate I am is making me think back to this entry from 2010. I’ve posted it here before but I’m posting it again because in four days I’ll be right back in this exact spot, with the exact same people, and I am entirely grateful for the opportunity to relive these moments and know that they not only exist in the...
“so many people enter and leave your life. hundreds of thousands of people. you...”
– jonathan safran foer, extremely loud and incredibly close (via sing-in-time)
My dad is horrible at wrapping presents. I’m sure this isn’t uncommon - I don’t know many men who excel at gift wrapping. So in the past I’ve always gone up to my parents the day before Christmas to help my father wrap. It’s typically a sad sight - he’ll do half and I’ll do half. So 50% look like a 2 year old wrapped them… and well, 50% look like a...
“My favourite characters are people who think they’re normal but they’re not. I...”
– John Waters
John Green's tumblr: Must sell off remaining... →
tinychickendisease:
Thanks for exposing my book to the wide world of nerdfighters last year. Since that time, I have gotten many e-mails and kind words. I reduced the price to make it affordable (it was originally made as a pricy library reference book) — but many wrote asking for a more…
Just purchased :) I figured I owe it to myself, seeing as the Bethesda book tour date sold out the...
And I’ve been talking to God asking for just a little help with you, but it’s hopeless.
“This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for...”
– Dalai Lama (via itsmecar)
Just read a devastating (now humorous) journal entry from 2003. That year would put me as a sophomore in high school. In the entries prior I was discussing a long-term crush of mine and the sequence up until we started dating. The last entry I could bare to read, mostly due to my poor grammar and lacking intellectualism, was one where he finally goes to kiss me. The tragic and horrid end result...
riskeverythingfearnothing:
It’s funny, I let strangers read about my life, but I keep secrets from my closest friends. Whatever, I write to express, not impress.
