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He stopped going to classes, and applied for jobs in Chinatown. He tried not to think. He tried just to love. Anything there was, he tried just to love. It didn’t work that way, though. It just didn’t. Love, after all, was not sold in bundles, by the pound. Love was not ill-lit, enervated, Chinatown asparagus.
Though, if love was an animal, Garret knew, it would probably be the Loch Ness Monster. If it didn’t exist, that didn’t matter. People made models of it, put it in the water, and took photos. The hoax of it was good enough. The idea of it. Though some people feared it, wished it would just go away, had their lives insured against being eaten alive by it.
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— (via likesbears)
11:55 pm • 15 December 2009
just rediscovered some photos taken over the summer at the House’s open mics. i forgot how much i liked them…perhaps i should go back to shooting like this.
7:29 pm • 8 November 2009
“I said You don’t know what worry is. I don’t know what it is. I don’t know whether I am worrying or not. Whether I can or not. I don’t know whether I can cry or not. I don’t know whether I have tried or not. I feel like a wet seed wild in the hot blind earth” (Faulkner 64).
8:46 pm • 4 November 2009
grayskymorning:
unicornology:
everythingharrypotter:
Dumbledore likes Tall, Non-Fat Chai Tea Latte’s with no foam.
When the barista called out my name he said (at the top of his lungs) “ALBUS PERCIVEL WULFRIC BRIAN DUMBLEDORE!”
(Submission via seeloveandspecialsauce)
amazing. i don’t like most baristas, but this one seems really awesome.
i’m going to do this next time i’m in starbucks
8:54 pm • 26 October 2009
dance for me just one more time, before you hibernate and you come out a crab cake
i know we’re gonna meet someday in the crumbled financial institutions of this land.
this week:::
andrew bird
devendra banart
andrew bird
i’m from barcelona
andrew bird
bon iver
andrew bird
tonight: bike building. schwinn.
7:29 pm • 5 October 2009
someday the waves will stop
i’m becoming one of those people who needs coffee to get up in the morning and make it through the day. i am not sure whether or not this is a good thing.
another year’s started, i look forward to being sleep deprived and not completely sane. my rent’s due today.
i dropped $75 on photo equipment and $50 on groceries yesterday. i may be asking for walmart gift cards for christmas this year.
9:45 am • 1 September 2009
i’ll be hard to forget. good or bad, i’m just a habit.
3:57 pm • 18 August 2009
well, excuse me if i break my own heart tonight. it was mine from the finish, i guess. it was mine from the start.
1:27 pm • 8 August 2009
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bowerbirds: in our talons.
2:07 am • 2 August 2009
"the problem, of course, was that Baba saw the world in black and white. and he got to decide what was black and what was white. you can’t love a person who lives that way without fearing him too. maybe even hating him a little."
— khaled hosseini: kite runner
2:04 am • 2 August 2009
it takes a lot of nerve to destroy this wondrous earth.
-spent the afternoon in san Francisco. such an odd city. Within an hour we went from the tourist area to little italy to Chinatown to the stripper district. i’ll live there someday soon.
-left Monday morning from san Francisco to drive to Venice. Uneventful drive.
-arrived at the cottage today. Beautiful. We unloaded, claimed rooms, and set off towards the beach to eat at dogwoods. Didn’t have enough time to walk by the beach before it got dark…the boardwalk gets shady at night. This town is exactly what i need.
-tomorrow we’re waking up, brushing our teeth, and going to the beach. Then we’re grocery shopping and grilling out on the patio.
4:28 am • 28 July 2009
