Stradlater's Razor

May 11, 2013

The walls have texture down here where we wait. It sleeps. We wait. When it comes, we close our eyes. (at SEPTA Suburban Station)

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April 30, 2013

When I run out
I wear your deodorant for the day
Bringing you with me
Like a folded newspaper
Under my arm

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April 26, 2013

“That’s just the way I do things. I need to feel it. Like, just feel it flow and come easy.”
“And I don’t?”
“No, it’s just not a prerequisite for you.”
“Prerequisite for what?”
“Getting swept away and creating something out of nothing. That doesn’t happen to you.”
“I can get swept away.”
“Can you?”
“Sure. By you… and you know, books and stuff. Music, too.”
“What does it feel like?”
“Like floating. Like when you smell something and can’t place it in the past. It’s fleeting, but it’s real.”
“Does it make you sad?”
“Only when I think of dying.”
“Are you afraid to die?”
“Yes.”
“Me, too.”

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March 27, 2013

Everyone should be as lucky as me - to love, to marry, to argue while shopping at Ikea. #equality

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March 24, 2013

kitty-en-classe:

Annie Hall (Woody Allen, 1977)

(via man-of-prose)

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March 24, 2013

"Probably for every man there is at least one city that sooner or later turns into a girl. How well or how badly the man actually knew the girl doesn’t necessarily affect the transformation. She was there, and she was the whole city, and that’s that."

— J.D. Salinger, A Girl I Knew

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March 23, 2013

#graduation

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March 9, 2013

Yellow Stop Signs

Make the stop signs turn yellow
From within
To without
And from without
Is within
Make the stop signs turn yellow

It is right to distrust the cab driver.
He is but a manifestation
And a sign
And a distraction from the truth:
That all this is mine to alter -
To sacrifice when the time is right.

“Make the stop signs turn yellow,
Why don’t you?”
Because I choose them to be red, red, red.
From within to without
Yellow to red
And from without is within
Red to yellow

I can’t watch you age, my wife.
But when I travel to the moon
And return,
Having found that it was as real as me,
I will see the lines
On your face
And they will be what grounds me -
What makes me a part of this world.

Make the stop signs turn yellow
From within
To without
And from without
Is within
Make the stop signs turn yellow

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March 2, 2013

#palmcity (at Casey Moore’s Oyster House)

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February 9, 2013

when you need us most

nearly every place i’ve been is

because

of you

all the best things i own are

because

of you

we just want

you

back

so we

can bring you

all the things

you’ve given

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February 7, 2013

"The (500) Days of Summer attitude of “He wants you so bad” seems attractive to some women and men, especially younger ones, but I would encourage anyone who has a crush on my character to watch it again and examine how selfish he is. He develops a mildly delusional obsession over a girl onto whom he projects all these fantasies. He thinks she’ll give his life meaning because he doesn’t care about much else going on in his life. A lot of boys and girls think their lives will have meaning if they find a partner who wants nothing else in life but them. That’s not healthy. That’s falling in love with the idea of a person, not the actual person."

— Joseph Gordon-Levitt (via sadgurrl)

@mializab

(Source: la-belle-laide, via clinicalfool-deactivated2013032)

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February 7, 2013