mgmt @ the burt. // our seats were completely vertigo-inducing and I was having my doubts, but when “time to pretend” started and the whole crowd stood up and collectively screamed the whole theatre hummed with that energy and I thought, worth it. 🎶
i swear i fall in love every minute on the street
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Today: hangover naps, open windows, good food and upside down swinging with @delongdecor 🎈
New books for this nerd! :) Follow essemgee on Instagram for more pictures of my books and of course, my cat.
Today: blueberry tart and The Story of Edgar Sawtelle. #currentlyreading #onthetable #books #food #vscocam #afterglow
“Once love had seemed like magic. Now it seemed like tricks.”
The airy sky has taken its place leaning against the wall.
It is like a prayer to what is empty.
And what is empty turns its face to us
and whispers:
“I am not empty, I am open.”
—Tomas Tranströmer, from “Vermeer” (translated by Robert Bly) (via jeanetteleblanc)
(via awritersruminations)
“Everything we love fails, I didn’t tell my students,
if by fails we mean ends or changes,
if by love we mean what sustains us.
Language is what honors the vanishing.
Or is language what slows the leaving?
Or does it only deepen what we know of loss?”
-Jacqueline Berger, from “The Failure of Language”
Learn to value yourself, which means: fight for your happiness.
—Ayn Rand (via thatkindofwoman)
(Source: left-nut, via usefulguilt)
(Source: usefulguilt)
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