semperaugustus: Even now this landscape is assembling. The hills darken. The oxen sleep in their blue yoke, the fields having been picked clean, the sheaves bound evenly and piled at the roadside among cinquefoil, as the toothed moon rises: This is the barrenness of harvest or pestilence. And the wife leaning out the window with her hand extended, as in payment, and the seeds distinct, gold,...
There is nothing staid, nothing settled, in this universe. All is rippling, all...– Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via semperaugustus)
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This Is What My Fall Looks Like I can’t quit with the mixes but I am loving this site as a place to find new music and share what I’m excited about. I sort of love social networking you guys.
Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life.– (via listofnow) Well. How can one not be moved?
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lazybookreviews: Every word. It still gives Sendak vertigo to consider the improbability of his parents’ survival. For years, he would look at their photo albums and wonder about these people, their families. “The shock of thinking I would never know them was terrible. Who were they?” He says: “Dead… Read this too.
Sister Sister, the blog: From The Desk Of Jeffery... →
sistersistertheblog: Recently, Tyra Banks and Rachel Ray claimed to be “gay for each other”. The following is fictional AOL chat between Tyra Banks and Rachael Ray on the night of Monday, October 3rd around 11:30pm EST. MoodyFoodie69: hi MISSAMAZONPRIESTESS: Hey hey. MoodyFoodie69: this… Shut. Up. Read this.
vkcasavecchia-deactivated201302 asked: Hi ..what was the name of the ballad song with the female singer in the show?