February 2012
“On Sundays Kafka goes for walks by himself, without any objective, without...”
– from a note by Max Brod, early 1911
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dellbbymusic:
Coastal - London In February
“I.
Our kiss is a secret handshake, a password.
We love like spies, like...”
– Mindy Nettifee, “This is the Nonsense of Love”
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245am:
Dear Chicago — Ryan Adams
“I do things like get in a taxi and say, “The library, and step on it.”
– David Foster Wallace
“Van Gogh writing his brother for paints
Hemingway testing his shotgun
Celine...”
– Charles Bukowski
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chrishoosier:
Home - Mumford & Sons
Anonymous asked: You seem so interesting, like a character from a novel. I would love to get to know you for real, I bet you would be an awesome friend to have.
scrapbookofloveletters asked: What do you study at college? English literature? xx
Passing to Where?
Sometimes I take out my passport, look at the photograph of myself (not very good, etc.) just to see if I exist
— Richard Brautigan
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“There is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow...”
– Charles Bukowski
“I know a boy who called his girlfriend’s body a “crime scene.” Dad, my body is...”
– Communion - Jeanann Verlee
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“We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don’t
grow on trees, like in...”
– Jeffrey McDaniel, “The Archipelago of Kisses”
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