My own sweater

20. Female. Boston.
Student, would-be musician, dancer
Lover of books and music.
You don't know me, because I don't even know myself....

For me, it is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring.

—Carl Sagan (via expose-the-light)

(via anengineersaspect)

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The White Stripes

—We're Going to Be Friends

humdrummusicblog:

We’re Going to Be Friends- The White Stripes

the-lovers-dictionary: AUTONOMY, n. “I want my books to have their own shelves,” you said, and that’s how I knew it would be okay to live together.

the-lovers-dictionary:

AUTONOMY, n.

“I want my books to have their own shelves,” you said, and that’s how I knew it would be okay to live together.

You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again

—Azar Nafisi 

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via wordsthat-speak)

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Amos Lee

—Windows Are Rolled Down

zenaddict:

Amos Lee - Windows rolled down

I will remember
your small room,
the feel of you,
the light in the window,
your records,
your books,
our morning coffee,
our noons, our nights,
our bodies spilled together, sleeping,
the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever.
Your leg, my leg,
your arm, my arm,
your smile and the warmth of you–
You, who made me laugh again.

—Charles Bukowski, “Raw With Love”

(Source: larmoyante, via waltzofthemoronic)

“I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I’ll die like a poet.” Bob Dylan ~ American singer, songwriter and poet. Born Robert Allen Zimmerman on May 24, 1941.

“I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I’ll die like a poet.”

Bob Dylan ~ American singer, songwriter and poet. Born Robert Allen Zimmerman on May 24, 1941.

the-lovers-dictionary: DUMBFOUNDED, adj. And still, for all the jealousy, all the doubt, sometimes I will be struck with a kind of awe that we’re together. That someone like me could find someone like you - it renders me wordless. Because surely words would conspire against such luck, would protest the unlikelihood of such a turn of events.           I didn’t tell any of my friends about our first date. I waited until after the second, because I wanted to make sure it was real. I wouldn’t believe it had happened until it had happened again. Then, later on, I would be overwhelmed by the evidence, by all the lines connecting you to me, and us to love.

the-lovers-dictionary:

DUMBFOUNDED, adj.

And still, for all the jealousy, all the doubt, sometimes I will be struck with a kind of awe that we’re together. That someone like me could find someone like you - it renders me wordless. Because surely words would conspire against such luck, would protest the unlikelihood of such a turn of events.

          I didn’t tell any of my friends about our first date. I waited until after the second, because I wanted to make sure it was real. I wouldn’t believe it had happened until it had happened again. Then, later on, I would be overwhelmed by the evidence, by all the lines connecting you to me, and us to love.

Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music.

—Angela Monet (via turntablethoughts)

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Fleet Foxes

—Helplessness Blues

blitzr3000:

“I was raised up believing I was somehow unique
Like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes, unique in each way you can see
And now after some thinking, I’d say I’d rather be
A functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me”