August 2012
397 posts
“Poetry as a cemetery. A cemetery of faces, hands, gestures. A cemetery of clouds, colors of the sky, a graveyard of winds, branches, jasmine…the statue of a saint from Marseilles, a single poplar over the Black Sea, a graveyard of moments and hours, burnt offerings of words. Eternal rest be yours in words, eternal rest, eternal light of recollection.”
—Anna Kamienska, Industrious Amazement: A Notebook (translated by Clare Cavanagh)
“In my soul’s vast void it misses a sun it misses that which illuminates
It is today it is this night and never always
Thankfully it’s only tonight” —Guillaume Apollinaire, from “Dans l’abri-caverne,” trans. proustitute (via proustitute)
It is today it is this night and never always
Thankfully it’s only tonight” —Guillaume Apollinaire, from “Dans l’abri-caverne,” trans. proustitute (via proustitute)
“When asked, ‘Why do you always wear black?’, he said, ‘I am mourning for my life.’”
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Anton Chekhov (via larmoyante)
Uh oh…this might replace The Smiths: “Black is what I wear on the outside cause black is what I feel on the inside” for my go-to answer when people ask me why I (always) wear black.
“It is necessary to fall in love, if only to provide an alibi for all the random despair you are going to feel anyway.”
—Albert Camus (via azspot)
July 2012
340 posts
Looking through Craigslist’s ads for places to live/work/ways to earn money is always a goldmine of oddities (I have seen all kinds of casting ads for TV shows along the lines of DO YOU HAVE FAMILY DRAMA? DO YOU NEED A PATERNITY TEST? DO YOU PRETEND TO BE OTHER PEOPLE ONLINE? DO YOU EAT WEIRD SHIT? IS YOUR BABYDADY’S MAMA SLEEPING WITH YOUR UNCLE BUT HAVING A LESBIAN AFFAIR WITH YOUR HAIRDRESSER?), but what sort of baffles me is housing ads that feel the need to specify that they are searching for “an awesome”, “cool” or “best” room/house mate. It just seems so redundant. I doubt anyone woke up and thought “what I would really like today is the shittiest housemate of all time!”. I mean, if you are looking for someone to live with you it is implied that they should be “awesome”. I am so tempted to write an ad seeking a shitty roommate know: Do you never clean up after yourself and never shower? Do you not have any money with which to pay bills? Do you deal drugs? Are you a psycho killer? Are you in a cult requiring blood sacrifices? Then come live with me!
