November 2010
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The maddest of all is to see life as it is and not as it should be.
– Miguel De Cervantes
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All you need to know about today is:
My stomach is in knots
I look like shit
Got a massive headache that won’t go away
Energy level is -2 out of 10
Midterm was a disaster
And for the first time in ten years, I am not looking forward to my favorite holiday.
hoechlaid asked: whoever added you to stumbleupon is freaking genius., i love your tumblr :)
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My real self wanders elsewhere, far away, wanders on and on invisibly and has...
– Hermann Hesse
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Pope approves use of condoms in fight against Aids
After decades of fierce opposition to the use of all contraception, the pontiff will end the Catholic Church’s absolute ban on the use of condoms.
He will say that it is acceptable to use a prophylactic when the sole intention is to “reduce the risk of infection” from Aids. While he will restate the Catholic Church’s staunch objections to contraception because it believes...
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The Thing Is...
to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you’ve held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water more fit for gills than lungs; when grief weights you like your own flesh only more of it, an obesity of grief, you think, How can a body...
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Overheard...
Drunk man: What's your name?
Sober woman: Emily.
Drunk man: Can we talk, Emily?
Sober woman: Sorry, I have to go call my boyfriend.
Drunk man [clutching heart]: Dagger! Your name should be "dagger".
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“The truth is that we all have moments when we’re vulnerable and say things we really want deep down without being prepared for the failure if it doesn’t happen. I often say things because it’s been inside for so long and I feel like if I don’t get it out it’ll cause me to spontaneously implode but I never think about the aftermath and how it may be received by...
ibreakkidscrayons asked: I just discovered your tumblr through stumble upon and I fucking love it! As I continue to go down you're page I keep wanting to re-blog everything! You have amazing quotes and I am so excited to have the opportunity to follow you!! Keep fighting the good fight! Peace and love. xox
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“Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft)...
ohmy-morgan asked: thank you. i stumbled upon your tumblr, and fell in love immediately. The things you post have great meanings to me. You have opened my eyes to things, and made me realize that it's okay to be me. I thank you greatly.
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Obsession made my life worse but my work better.
– Stefan Sagmeister
NATASHA'S FAV 5
1. Anonymous Postcard - in short, a suggestion box for the world
2. Unsuck It - the ultimate business jargon translator
3. Brown Paper Tickets - the first and only fair-trade ticketing company
4. Sock Theory - the best place to buy stylish socks, tights and knee highs
5. I Can’t Find My Phone - find your phone by calling your phone w/o a phone
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Anonymous asked: hi, your site is very beautiful. i'm aware you hear this daily, perhaps even hourly. but i've found so much here that have restored hope in people around me, and more importantly, myself. many of the quotes i stare at for minutes at a time and wonder how someone else could put how i was feeling into such perfect words. thank you for helping me find them. also, i think you should check...
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It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have...
– Chuck Palahniuk
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I really have to admit that I feel quite complex. I’m very volatile, for...
– Jostein Gaarder