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make you feel my love // my brightest diamond [bob dylan cover]
More from My Brightest Diamond is available via Amazon and iTunes.
My most popular post is that stupid MySpace notification
If you're wondering why I think tumblr is stupid and I never post anymore.
The Book Thief by Markus Zusak Book sculpture by Rebecca Rupnow http://www.etsy.com/people/BeckyJArts Made entirely from pages of the book.
My cousin made this. She's cool. Give her money.
So, um….the roomie was casually scrolling through Facebook when I hear “OH. My. God.” And when I ask her what’s up she shows me this….a post mr. Markus Zusak shared on his Facebook of MY BOOK SCULPTURE of “The Book Thief.”
We’ve been sitting on the couch screaming and sobbing for like ten minutes.
I want to call my mother but it’s 1am and she’s SLEEPING. Who does that?!
My cousin is kick ass y'all. Go buy her shit.
I’d known since I was a child that I was going to live in New York eventually, and that everything in between would just be an intermission. I’d spent all those years imagining that it was going to be the most exciting, magical, fraught-with-possibility place I could ever live; a place where if I really wanted something, I might be able to get it; a place where I’d be surrounded by people I was dying to know; a place where I might become the only thing worth being—a journalist. And I’d turned out to be right.
Nora Ephron (via omgskr)
Elevator of H.M.S Mauretania, 1906/1907 (by SMU Central University Libraries)
I'm in the kitchen.
Reheating old meatloaf in my sweats and glasses and I hear my roommate hate fucking a guy. Surprisingly this whole scenario makes sense.
Lavender Lemonade
Herb Citrus Cordial (makes 4-5 pints)
Ingredients: 6 cup sugar Zest of 6 citrus, in large pieces of peel 4 cups fresh citrus juice 2 cup water 2 cups lavender
Method: In a large pot bring sugar, zest, juice, and water to a boil, stirring until sugar is dissolved. Remove from heat. Add the herbs and let the syrup infuse for at least 15 minutes. Meantime prepare your canning jars. Strain syrup through a fine sieve, squeezing out as much syrup as possible from the herb leaves before discarding them. Boiling water process for 10 minutes.
Sip on a back porch or deck and pity those who aren’t drinking this delectable concoction.
Single Topic Blog of the Day: If We’re Gonna Be Dishonest, We Might as Well Lie in Style
Check out NYC graphic designer Lauren Hom’s Tumblr blog Daily Dishonesty, where little white lies from our everyday lives get a makeover in beautiful typography. Since launching in October 2012, Hom’s quaint artworks have netted more than 5,200 fans on Facebook and earned a People’s Voice Webby Award earlier this year.
Me dancing in an underground club last night on the LES
Steel Cityscape Sculpture by Hu Shaoming
Beautiful
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Is graduating high school hard? Don't you just have to show up? Asking for a friend.
All I can think about are tacos.
Yum yum yum.
I work across the hall from a modeling agency.
I walked into the bathroom with a guy in his underwear. :) Hello future husband.
I really am starting to question why people like cats. Seems they shed, puke, track shit all over the house, and fuck your furniture up, but they don’t even greet you when you get home from work. How is this a desirable pet?