Couldn’t stop crying.
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My Morning Jacket - Librarian
I love you. And I love you in a new house.
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If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads. Or better yet, date a girl who writes.
"Rosemarie Urquico
"When I looked at you, my life made sense. Even the bad things made sense. They were necessary to make you possible."
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via reverend-green)
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"I may sound old-fashioned, but I want to think all women should be treated like I want my wife, daughters, and granddaughters to be treated. I notice today that good manners—like standing up when a woman enters the room, helping a woman with her coat, letting her enter an elevator first, taking her arm to cross the street—are sometimes considered unnecessary or a throwback. These are habits I could never break, nor would I want to. I realize today a lot more women are taking care of themselves than in the past, but no woman is offended by politeness."
Frank Sinatra (via sincerelymygypsysoul)
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Want to remember this wall post.
You Are Mine - MuteMath
This is going to be one of the most important songs ever, for the rest of my life.
Everyone has their obsession
consuming thoughts
consuming time
they hold high their prized possession
it defines the meaning of their life
You are mine
They’re our objects of affection
that can mesmerize the soul
there is always one addiction
that just can not be controlled
You are mine
One of my favorite places. Our secret couch in the Denver Tattered Cover Book Store.
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"I feel good with my husband: I like his warmth and his bigness and his being-there and his making and his jokes and stories and what he reads and how he likes fishing and walks and pigs and foxes and little animals and is honest and not vain or fame-crazy and how he shows his gladness for what I cook him and joy for when I make him something, a poem or a cake, and how he is troubled when I am unhappy and wants to do anything so I can fight out my soul-battles and grow up with courage and a philosophical ease. I love his good smell and his body that fits with mine as if they were made in the same body-shop to do just that. What is only pieces, doled out here and there to this boy and that boy, that made me like pieces of them, is all jammed together in my husband. So I don’t want to look around any more: I don’t need to look around for anything."
S. Plath
Picture overload. We finally got a serious one at the end. Haha.
This is really wonderful. I especially like the one where I look like a little trollie. I love him.
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Obligatory my boyfriend is good-looking post.
I’m so annoying, and I don’t care. Weee!
Real life videogame ~*luvz
