The strangest thing in the whole wide world is time. To be more specific, it is the passing of it.
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Feeling like this today.
The good news is that, after all this time, I finally know what I want to be when I grow up, the life I want to live. The bad news is, I am so very very far from it, and the road is long.
I just wonder if just in trying to get there I’ll be happier than where I am now.
I have one of two choices — stay in the post office and go crazy … or stay out here and play a writer and starve. I have decided to starve.
Beautiful surf video
Life is so short. Enjoy it. Live it.
Yes.
M83 @ Coachella nog
something special. To be less vague, every country’s got one or two foods that just they do perfectly. I think I might put them up here periodically. Also, my favorite coffee shop to write in outside closed down, I found out yesterday. I was so productive there, and they were so welcoming. It felt right, like a place you might be comfortable in. So long, Flying Saucer of Brooklyn, New York: I will miss you. Thank you.
But to get back off the tangent, Turkey makes the best strong black tea and hazelnuts.
New York has the best tap water, bagels and pizza, not to mention cheap ethnic foods. Also, mix your own salad stations.
So long, for now.
Me. Supernational, that is.
(via coffeeislovely)
Holy freakin crap, TYP covering LDR? Consider my mind officially blown.
I do too.
(via dawnuh)
I wanna be cool. Cool is safe. Cool doesn’t care and looks away, and she never hurts. And I don’t want to hurt. I wanna be Lana Del Rey or Stevie Nicks, a surfer girl, a smoker in a black and white photo.
