last night’s dream was vivid: i stumbled upon an interview between a journalist and Herman Melville. I couldn’t believe my eyes and I charmingly stole him away from the interview and spent some time with him myself. it was so wonderful. as a result, i have spent the past 30 mins wikipedia-ing his life. i also remember mentioning to him that if i were stuck on an island and could only...
I’m 23 and I could die tomorrow and be totally content with the life I’ve lived. I find this rare. I do not find many my age who believe the same; they have so much life in them they have not lived. So many ideas and dreams and aspirations…and they haven’t even brushed against one of them. I have been given and I have lost. I have labored over and exerted effort and energy I never thought was in...
Haiti is a place that is very easy to love , and not only because the island is...– Brigitte Lacombe - “Love and Haiti and the Whole Damned Thing” the picture (via gokngo) whenever i allow my mind to remember Haiti in it’s full extent, i immediately miss my Creole brothers and sisters.
I’ve built a house around this song; I plan...
Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.– Josephine Hart (via thatkindofwoman)
“The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else when you’re uncool.”
“You remind me of Gideon” -Best compliment to ever escape a human’s mouth.
Now that my house has burned down, I have a better view of the sky. —Zen...– (via mysticmementos)
Anthems for a seventeen year old are still the same for a twenty three year old.
My mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people...– Mister Rogers (via iveneverheardofyou)
Lines - Big Boi feat. A$ap Rocky & Phantogram
In the past 2 weeks I’ve seen/rang up Paris Hilton, The Backstreet Boys, Mario Lopez, and The Jonas Brothers at either one of my jobs. This would be cool if I were 11 years old, it were the 90s, or was Paris Hilton’s mom.
came up home abruptly just because. everyone here is busy, and i need to be back in LA saturday, but it doesn’t even matter. because i’m here. i’m home. i get to make them breakfast, watch a funny movie, and hug them. i only packed two outfits: one for a visit to san francisco and my pajamas; just enough.
I love Beverly so much
From the looks of instagram
It was a all-of-the-bands-I-already-saw-at-coachella kind of weekend.
[Michael Chabon] believes, or would like to believe, in the moral argument for...– Have I finished Kathryn Schulz’s New York mag profile of Michael Chabon yet? No. Have I thought of this moment numerous times since I caught it? Yes. Please apply liberally on all your friends and family members who think fiction is an idle pleasure or an all-out waste of time.
I’ll tell you in another life, when we are both cats.