May 2012
57 posts
Making fun of my siblings
whatshouldwecallme:
When it’s me:
When it’s someone else:
“A couple of years ago, I gave condoms to teenagers because I wanted something...”
– David Sedaris in Rookie Mag. (via edgarsux)
Three Poems // Nicanor Parra
notesfromaboveground:
I.
I have nothing left to say everything I had to say has been said I don’t know how many times.
II.
I have asked I don’t know how many times but no one answers my questions it is absolutely necessary for the abyss to answer at once as only a little time remains.
III.
Only one thing is clear: flesh fills up with worms.
An F for effort.
shitmystudentswrite:
As you know I also have not been keeping up with my HW assignments, this is due to the fact of not having the course book.
“I said, “Brr, it’s cold in here,”
There must be some Toros in the atmosphere”
– Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes)
“It’s not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it’s the...”
– Virginia Woolf, Jacob’s Room. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
The Biggest Loser: Savior Edition
shitmystudentswrite:
Jesus took twelve of the biggest losers around and created the largest advertising “business” of all time.
3 tags
setting fire to our insides for fun.
“In a world thronged with monsters and with gods, we are barely conscious of...”
– Marcel Proust, À l’ombre des jeunes filles en fleurs, trans. Moncrieff and Kilmartin (via proustitute)
041:
beneath the porch light, we’ve all been circling beat our dust hearts, singe our flour wings but in the corner, something is happening! wild Cosmia, what have you seen?
“but I say whatever
one loves, is”
– Sappho, Poems and Fragments, trans. Stanley Lombardo (via proustitute)
“There is almost nothing that does not signal loneliness,
then loveliness, then...”
– Stanley Plumly, from “In Passing” (via proustitute)
Sharing Poetry: T.S. Eliot, "The Hollow Men" →
sharingpoetry:
Mistah Kurtz—he dead. A penny for the Old Guy I
We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rats’ feet over broken glass In our dry…
“It’s life that matters, nothing but life — the process of discovering, the...”
– Virginia Woolf, Night And Day. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
“Went and looked at the stars, but could not get quite the right sense of...”
– Virginia Woolf, Diary Entry, 5 September, 1926. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
Bill: wtf joanna. what am I supposed to do with a trinket such as this?!
Joanna: think of ur woman who's gone to the west
Bill: joanna wut that doesn't even answer my question ffs
“Help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.”
– Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes)
“To want and not to have, sent all up her body a hardness, a hollowness, a...”
– Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse (via bookmania)
“I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of...”
– Virginia Woolf,The Voyage Out. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
“from under me today
the earth was pulled
balancing on a sharp mountain ridge...”
– William Oandasan, from “The Voice” (via proustitute)