February 2012
16 posts
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morning by frank o’hara
I’ve got to tell you how I love you always I think of it on grey mornings with death in my mouth the tea is never hot enough then and the cigarette dry the maroon robe chills me I need you and look out the window at the noiseless snow At night on the dock the buses glow like clouds and I am lonely thinking of flutes I miss you always when I go to the...
“It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight”
– nabokov
Mother Jones
fluxmachine:
Kevin Weir for the win.
January 2012
23 posts
HAVING A COKE WITH YOU is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches partly...
this video hurts my heart a little
“Nudge that over three clicks. Now back one. Back one more. And, one more. Great.”
– Fucking Creatives (via nevver)
NOW I CAN SAY IT
December 2011
23 posts
