I am an adult, and I am going to Europe. In a few hours I’ll be on a plane to London (en route to Paris) where multiple friends of mine have already promised/threatened to convince the entire plane to sing happy birthday to me. The slight embarrassment of that will be, I think, overshadowed by the excitement and loveliness of all the great people I’m with/places I’ll be...
Generally, by the time you are real, most of your hair has been loved off, and...– -Beginners (via minusthegallows) via The Velveteen Rabbit, but yes. I was thinking about this quote today.
French music status: DOWNLOADED.
Discovered the new feature on iTunes that makes playlists for specific moods/themes just in time, and I happened to find one titled French Dinner Party. Perfection.
I am going to Paris tomorrow.
I am officially an adult, you guys.
settingforthintheuniverse: Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday Natalie! I’ll be 18 tomorrow :)
nothing says christmas more than sitting in your room alone blogging
but not really.
Happy freaking Christmas to everybody! Lots of good things are happening right today such as I got a telephoto lens and I finished my last college supplement (on Christmas..yup. procrastination to the max) and I get to be anti-social and skip my family party to pack for my trip to Europe which is TOMORROW. AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Pandora's Jack Johnson Holiday radio station is...
attempted to finish that one essay I have left didn’t went to the bank all by myself like a grown-up to get euros and pounds for my trip!! shopped a bit for a friend in the cute, hippie-esque shop near the bank bought myself a pair of earrings for $3. couldn’t help it picked up apple cider and gingerbread men cookies on the way home came home and was ridiculously excited for...
“The artist’s job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence.”
No no no no no. You are not supposed to be getting me gifts. We are not together anymore. What is this.
I have one more stupid supplemental essay to write for a college application for a school that I am probably not even going to go to but I have to do it anyway WHY WHY WHHHYYYYYY life is so hard.
casimirpulaskiday: “Killing The Love” Anne...
Things that are hard: when you’re going away on a trip soon and have to wear your least favorite clothes because you want to wear your good clothes while you’re away. (yes I realize I could just wear the good clothes and then wash them before I leave.) (no.)
Midnight in Paris gives me a Woody.
Hah…film joke…get it……..
“All cowardice comes from not loving, or not loving well, which is the same thing.”
Bobbing for Apples | Regina Spektor Just grab a...
Rain lashed their faces, but they pointed to the ocean. “Do you see that?” Oh, a magnificent crash. As if it were a tale of Greek myth and the gods had heard the cry. A large hole could be seen in the stars. “See, the universal good.”
Why don’t you tell me that ‘if the girl had been worth having, she’d have waited...– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thecourtneybrunson)
Does being a great writer (or another sort of...
If I was a sculptor, but then again, no.
When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything...– Jonathan Safran Foer (via xeusm)