January 2011
For the purposes of archiving
A wildfire starts with a tiny spark. Extinguish it.
If you’re looking for sympathy you’ll find it between shit and syphilis in the...
– David Sedaris (Barrel Fever: Stories and Essays)
There are people who don’t deserve sympathy
Destiny is something we’ve invented because we can’t stand the fact that...
– Sleepless in Seattle (via allmyloveforyou)
I don’t have much time. I don’t mean literally, I mean you’re out buying ice...
– - P.S. I Love You (via allmyloveforyou)
A man who can and will write letters <3
So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is...
– John Keating, Dead Poet’s Society (via thegirlwiththemessyhair)
Once upon a time, in a far away place called...
girlwiththecurl:
francesbea:
Thesis pass 2 deadline is 10 minutes away.
Bea: Anong name ng file?!!?!?!? Anong name ng file?!?!?!
Pau: FUCK ME! FUCK ME!*
*file was actually named FuckMe.doc
And I learned to properly name our thesis documents happily ever after
HAHA what if nasend nyo kay sir jace na yun file name no? hahaha
She turned away from me, and softly, maybe to herself, said, “Jesus, I’m not going to be one of those people who sits around talking about what they’re gonna do. I’m just going to do it. Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia.”
“Huh?” I asked.
“You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day,...
Music is a total constant. That’s why we have such a strong visceral connection...
– Sarah Dessen, Just Listen (via thoughtsdetained)
405. reaching the end of finals week
greatfeelings:
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I will miss of the person the most mundane things. Like I’m obsessed with...
– Celine, Before Sunset (2004)
Give me the green light
15 days left, then let’s go!
I close my eyes on the dancefloor, I forget about...
A proposal
After all of this is over and before our lives turn into routine yet again,
Let’s run away to a new city!
You know, a city where no one knows us.
Maybe we can find ourselves in that place.
Maybe, that’s just what we need.
Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions...
– Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)
I take a few steps and stop. I savor the total oblivion into which I have...
– Sartre (via coven)