You can’t catch me No baby you can’t catch me ‘Cause if you...– The Incredible Chuck Berry
Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you...
Mr. Salinger, you will most definately be missed
I send Mussorgsky’s music to hell from the bottom of my heart; this is the...– Pyotr Ilyich Tschaikovsky in a letter to his brother what a feisty guy
favourite recently acquired german word
spröde (adj): 1) brittle, weak 2) a person who is hard to deal with because of a lack of personality
mexican fighting chicken
i just had an hour long texting conversation with my father in only movie references. i love my family.
You can’t be a real country unless you have a beer and an airline - it...– Frank Zappa
The observations of a sober mind on a saturday...
I don’t know about you, dear reader, but last week I certainly had a strange three day weekend. Part of Saturday night deserves particular homage. I started the day not knowing whether I was going to partake in the general campus debauchery of a Saturday night. I’d had sort of a rough Friday and more homework than was good for me but after much deliberation the argument of ”what...
today is just one of those days where i manage to convince myself i’m doing everything wrong
wearing: skinny jeans, where the wild things are tshirt, black cardigan, glasses, purple keds listening to: st. vincent and dirty projectors doing: blogging and writing letters redeeming aspects of day: good company, discussion of Pushkin over a 5 guys
We are lonesome animals. We spend all our life trying to be less lonesome. One...– John Steinbeck (via delgrosso)
Fickle as water, our life is as dreamlike as smoke– The Bronze Horseman by Pushkin
a best friend hug →
the man refilling the napkins at the union told me i looked pretty. it made my day.