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10 January 12
This morning I pushed snooze 6 times and it was amazing. I think it’s because of my awesome new Lands End flannel duvet cover … It’s just soooo cozy!!

This morning I pushed snooze 6 times and it was amazing. I think it’s because of my awesome new Lands End flannel duvet cover … It’s just soooo cozy!!

18 December 11

The Elements of Style (for the lovers of Strunk & White’s classic …here is a concise, more modern 2 minute version)

thanks to my dad who sent this to me this morning

7 December 11
If you’re in NYC come to this amazing event tonight- Color Rwanda-to support Foundation Rwanda. The Syrup team has been working tirelessly to make this all come together so please come out tonight to Sun West Studios at 7pm-10pm.
*note the suggested ticket fee is just that, suggested, please give whatever you can and come join us for this amazing evening

If you’re in NYC come to this amazing event tonight- Color Rwanda-to support Foundation Rwanda. The Syrup team has been working tirelessly to make this all come together so please come out tonight to Sun West Studios at 7pm-10pm.

*note the suggested ticket fee is just that, suggested, please give whatever you can and come join us for this amazing evening

5 December 11
i will be back in this beautiful city in 2 weeks. i. cant. wait.

i will be back in this beautiful city in 2 weeks. i. cant. wait.

Reblogged: becauseimaddicted

1 December 11
30 November 11
adding to my wolf image collection on here dave white watercolor via ffffound

adding to my wolf image collection on here
dave white watercolor via ffffound

Tags: wolf art
Posted: 8:59 AM
Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
— ― Ralph Waldo Emerson (via justbesplendid)

Reblogged: justbesplendid

29 November 11
violent-buddhist:

the crunch
too much too little too fattoo thinor nobody. laughter ortears haterslovers strangers with faces likethe backs ofthumb tacks armies running throughstreets of bloodwaving winebottlesbayoneting and fuckingvirgins. an old guy in a cheap roomwith a photograph of M. Monroe. there is a loneliness in this world so greatthat you can see it in the slow movement ofthe hands of a clock people so tiredmutilatedeither by love or no love. people just are not good to each otherone on one. the rich are not good to the richthe poor are not good to the poor. we are afraid. our educational system tells usthat we can all bebig-ass winners it hasn’t told usabout the guttersor the suicides. or the terror of one personaching in one placealone untouchedunspoken to watering a plant. people are not good to each other.people are not good to each other.people are not good to each other. I suppose they never will be.I don’t ask them to be. but sometimes I think aboutit. the beads will swingthe clouds will cloudand the killer will behead the childlike taking a bite out of an ice cream cone. too muchtoo little too fattoo thinor nobody more haters than lovers. people are not good to each other.perhaps if they wereour deaths would not be so sad. meanwhile I look at young girlsstemsflowers of chance. there must be a way. surely there must be a way that we have not yetthough of. who put this brain inside of me? it criesit demandsit says that there is a chance. it will not say“no.” 
-Bukowski

violent-buddhist:

the crunch

too much too little 

too fat
too thin
or nobody. 

laughter or
tears 

haters
lovers 

strangers with faces like
the backs of
thumb tacks 

armies running through
streets of blood
waving winebottles
bayoneting and fucking
virgins. 

an old guy in a cheap room
with a photograph of M. Monroe. 

there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock 

people so tired
mutilated
either by love or no love. 

people just are not good to each other
one on one. 

the rich are not good to the rich
the poor are not good to the poor. 

we are afraid. 

our educational system tells us
that we can all be
big-ass winners 

it hasn’t told us
about the gutters
or the suicides. 

or the terror of one person
aching in one place
alone 

untouched
unspoken to 

watering a plant. 

people are not good to each other.
people are not good to each other.
people are not good to each other. 

I suppose they never will be.
I don’t ask them to be. 

but sometimes I think about
it. 

the beads will swing
the clouds will cloud
and the killer will behead the child
like taking a bite out of an ice cream cone. 

too much
too little 

too fat
too thin
or nobody 

more haters than lovers. 

people are not good to each other.
perhaps if they were
our deaths would not be so sad. 

meanwhile I look at young girls
stems
flowers of chance. 

there must be a way. 

surely there must be a way that we have not yet
though of. 

who put this brain inside of me? 

it cries
it demands
it says that there is a chance. 

it will not say
“no.” 

-Bukowski

Reblogged: sleeplesssun

Posted: 8:33 PM

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22 November 11

gorgeous, epic stop animation short Address Is Approximate

by The Theory

Directed by Tom Jenkins

( thanks @chriswizbeckett )

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh