Quite simply, the accumulation of time spent with a friend—the discussions about art, parties, movies visited, theatre productions, visits to the opera, beaches swum at, vacations gone on, heartbreaks listened to, ecstasies encouraged, bitchiness and generosity, slow fades and sudden infatuations—these experiences might be the shared ground from which an imagined world could be created.
-Jenni Quilter, from The Love of Looking: Collaborations Between Artists and Writers
February 2012
Things I have learned about the Oscars solely by reading my dash.
- Harry Potter didn’t win.
- Nobody can find Benedict Cumberbatch.
LOOK AT THE GAME MAKERS
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playin with touch screens and shit
“hmmm let’s bring the temperature up to 45 degrees in the upper forest”
“is district 5 girl dead yet? she is now”
damn
“hey steve did you see this flower i planted here”
- “that’s nice jim”
“no steve you’re not looking”
“How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart, you begin to understand, there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep.. that have taken hold.”
—J.R.R. Tolkien (via venebelle)
WRENCER was sooo adorable tonight (:
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!
SPOBY FOREVER AND EVER!!
CONFRONTING PEOPLE IS A BITCH.
- Me: But dad! I don't want to walk three miles to school everyday!
- Dad: Back in my day I walked twenty miles hopping on one foot while the foot was broken with a 112 pound bookbag on my back with blind child while walking in quicksand in the sahara desert four times everyday.
