January 2012
11 posts
pica
dictionaryofobscuresorrows: n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
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“It is a curious emotion, this certain homesickness I have in mind. With...”
– Carson McCullers (via psychotherapy) That. That right there. Yes. 
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December 2011
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Dec 10th
It's true
ME: We can write a song! On the ukulele!
CARA: Ok! Further alienate us.
(Oh, Cara. I miss you.)
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Dec 2nd
“There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours.”
– Jean-Paul Sartre  (via thatkindofwoman)
Dec 1st
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November 2011
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Your eyes are the color of wet food
e.e. cummings + cat = e.e. cattings!
Nov 26th
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ListenCalexico — Black Heart
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Nov 23rd
“I’m in a bar sitting next to the most pretentious group of people...”
– Carina, via BBM. I told her to message me anything random or funny about life in London. I promised to do the same. Step it up, Madrid!
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Listentesslynch: belle & sebastian — the boy with...
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11.11.11
Bought groceries: Ribera del Duero, Camembert and coconut things. Watched Summer Heights High. Candlelight.  Maya called, wanting an escape. Fast forward 30 minutes: Maya is on my couch, eating Argentine empanadas with Ribera del Duero, Camembert and coconut things. She made me watch the boat episode of Peep Show. Throw-your-head-back laughter ensued. 
Nov 12th
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