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stairs in the City Lights Bookstore, San Francisco.
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You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again. —
Azar Nafisi (via allthingssoulful)
I feel as though, this happens to me so often.
(via t-lex)Trying not to be nostalgic.
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Chou Kawaii Koibito - Really Cute Couple on train (Taken with Instagram at 江戸川橋駅 (Edogawabashi Sta.) (Y12))
So rare three years ago! Love (&&PDA) is coming back to Japan. Praise the Lord.
Jeana Sohn
From Lesley Dill, I Had a Blueprint of History. Poem by Tom Sleigh. New York: Dieu Donné Press and Peter Kruty Editions, 2012.
‘We are animals of words,’ Lesley Dill has said. ‘If you were to cut us open anywhere, what would come out would not be just blood and organs, but also language.’
Also: http://www.lesleydill.net/
Hallelu: Excerpt from my manuscript on justice -
This is very good on every level. Please remember it’s through the lens of Justice. I don’t think the author is touting Social Justice as the Gospel (though Social Justice is a quintessential part of God’s plan for humanity) but this is an excerpt (as the title states) from a manuscript on justice.
But the people demanded another king. Their lives, though sealed in the promises of the Eternal King, looked no different than the kingdoms that surrounded them. The same idolatry, the same evil worship, and the same godless lifestyles made them no better than children aimlessly wandering. As…
Writer’s Block by Jonathan Callan
BEAUTIFUL (I wish I had better comments for what I reblog from Sam, but, they’re so striking, I am dumb struck. Maybe one day.)
Sometimes I forget I have good things to say. But I do.
And so do you.
These are actually, && slightly unfortunately, the GROSSEST cigarettes ever.
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This doesn’t even make sense.
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