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I discovered that my obsession for having each thing in the right place, each subject at the right time, each word in the right style, was not the well-deserved reward of an ordered mind but just the opposite: a complete system of pretense invented by me to hide the disorder of my nature. I discovered that I am not disciplined out of virtue but as a reaction to my negligence, that I appear generous in order to conceal my meanness, that I pass myself off as prudent because I am evil-minded, that I am conciliatory in order not to succumb to my repressed rage, that I am punctual only to hide how little I care about other people’s time.

Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores

Delusion Angel

Daydream delusion, limousine eyelash, oh, baby with your pretty face, drop a tear in my wineglass, look at those big eyes, see what you mean to me, sweet cakes and milkshakes, I am a delusioned angel, I am a fantasy parade, I want you to know what I think, dont want you to guess anymore, you have no idea where I came from, we have no idea where we’re going, launched in life, like branches in the river, flowing downstream, caught in the current, I’ll carry you, you’ll carry me, that’s how it could be, don’t you know me? don’t you know me by now? - David Jewell

fables-of-the-reconstruction-de

You know what I’d really like to do the most right now? Climb up to the top of some high place like the pyramids. The highest place I can find. Where you can see forever. Stand on the very top, look all around the world, see all the scenery, and see with my own eyes what’s been lost from the world.

Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

stoicremains-deactivated2017102

Am I in love? —yes, since I am waiting. The other one never waits. Sometimes I want to play the part of the one who doesn’t wait; I try to busy myself elsewhere, to arrive late; but I always lose at this game. Whatever I do, I find myself there, with nothing to do, punctual, even ahead of time. The lover’s fatal identity is precisely this: I am the one who waits.

Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse: Fragments (via whyallcaps)

luckypeach

HEY INTERNET, WELCOME TO THE NEW LUCKYPEACH.COM!

Gif by Lacey Micallef.

Closing my eyes I open them inside your eyes.

Octavio Paz, Across

"My mother died a few years back and I was wreck for while. I drank heavy and made a lot of mistakes. It was hard after she passed to do anything really. I floated through a couple of relationships and made some music. The music was pretty popular and got a me plenty of attention but in that same time I got married and had child. I would give up all the music for my mother to have met my daughter."

atthellolab

The Goo Goo Dolls - Big Machine

#god i forgot how good they were #gutterflower

gameraboy

Toy Tinkers (1949)

stoicremains-deactivated2017102

One’s emotional state is always determined by the oddest and most accidental things, and it is precisely the most superficial factors that often fortify or diminish our courage.

Stefan Zweig, Beware Of Pity (via whyallcaps)