8
2011
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.
Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total darkness sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.
W.H.Auden
10
2011
23
2011
23
2011
"We leave because it gives us a right to return. Otherwise, we fear, we’d just keep running in place."
Weird Like Us
My Bohemian America
By Ann Powers
23
2011
Inspire.
22
2011
22
2011
Reblogged from hellogiggles :
This makes me miss my favorite doll, Hayley. I really should have her wherever I live. Perhaps I’ll also grab my Pooh book collection when I’m home as well.
14
2011
I need to open my mind and start thinking outside the box!
19
2011
Belly Button Bacteria!
Wash your belly button once in a while, humans!
21
2011
My favorite band for 6 years, ah they’re perfection.
Posts I like:
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“As we grow older, it becomes difficult to just believe. It’s not that we don’t want to, but too...”
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Steve Martin + @mindykaking = perfect (Taken with instagram)
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