French for bedroom.
East coast for best bud.
NYC + the jersey shore
(painting by Alex Katz)
— Augusten BurroughsI used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me, on the outside. Because how do you meet a new person? I was very stunned by this for many years. And then I realized, you just say, “Hi.” They may ignore you. Or you may marry them. And that possibility is worth that one word.
5.20.2012 |
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— Henry MillerOne’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.
5.14.2012 |
— Fernando PessoaMy soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while.
(Source: misswallflower)
4.4.2012 |
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