wordjournal: noun • /per-ee-EE-sahy/ • people who live at the same latitude on opposite meridians, so that noon for one is midnight for the other
The man who is completely alone is innocent and it is this innocence that frees...– Krishnamurti
It’s so hard to get old without a cause. I don’t want to perish...– Alphaville, “Forever Young”
BNxWish I Knew: so. goddamn gay is spreading faster than the swine flu =|
a softer paige x: omfg i know
BNxWish I Knew: where are the masks for that and where do i put it
[Absent Minded Melody/Happen Now - Joel Plaskett]
Rip Van Winkle's Daughter
I’m dreadfully tired, but I know I won’t fall asleep if I just keep thinking about this. It kept me up last night, and the night before, and the night before that. It won’t stop raining. I don’t find it bothersome, in fact I find it rather appropriate, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t melancholy, that I don’t find it bleak. But the whole goddamn planet...
"Forgetfulness" Billy Collins
The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel which suddenly becomes one you have never read, never even heard of, as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor decided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the brain, to a little fishing village where there are no phones. Long ago you kissed the names of...
an adjective for every season
wordjournal: In light of the previous post, here are some seasonal adjectives: vernal • of or relating to spring; young, fresh or new, as in the spring. estival • of or relating to summer; summery. autumnal • of or relating to fall; past maturity or middle life. estivoautumnal • relating to or occurring in the summer and fall. brumal, hiemal, hibernal • of or relating to winter; wintry.
+13168061221: I just want you to know, I'm rocking out to Duran Duran in my boxers and my vintage Mr. Bubble tee.
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Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do...– W. S. Merwin, “Separation” from The Second Four Books of Poems
[Love Is A Place - Metric]