October 2010
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“woah woah woah baby…” ...
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a clue for the young gentleman…
“and...
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Watchmarry me.
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sun hands
her name was cecilia and she couldn’t afford a last name, but oh she loved the sun so much… she would count all the hours in between… from sunset to sunrise, which made circles around her eyes for she refused to go to sleep, since miss cecilia hated to count sheep… she would toss and turn to the moon’s tease of a light which brought her nothing but annoyance...
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waiting for an eclipse
waiting is not an insurmountable feat. it’s what we do to get what we want… waiting is where it could all begin, continue, and end. when the day met the night, when the moon wouldn’t shine a light, you realize you can’t do a thing without her in sight. the truth can be a form of self-denial. self-denial can be a form of hallucinations. hallucinations can stem from...
Watcha genius in the form of an electric, acoustic, and la piece de resistance, the cello.
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the last of its kind. its meaning lost in...
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queued
a possible short taken straight from my dreams. a draft, part one. imagine a park bench in its effortless nostalgia where the sun accompanies it for just a moment as it sets into another morning of a different day. you see a reflection of what looks like a man and a woman sitting together on that very bench. they’re not holding hands. they’re speaking in muffled tones. you see only...
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endings are beginnings wearing a clever disguise
you’re walking along the avenue of a preposterous notion that you delicately wish would never have transpired. that moment was the worst thing that has ever happened to you. you re-run that same moment in your mind a million times… you’re angry you believed this notion. you’re sad because it came true. you’re happy because it’s what you’ve wanted. you tell...
“a break from the social networks.”
– au revoir
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the roundabout earthling.
this girl that was stuck on the moon was given a glimpse of her romanticized dream in the making. the thought of the live here forever. the leading lady of a three part play. the best harmony within a melody. she looked at her lovely home… stalking from above where expiration dates never existed. here she traveled to obscure places, in the accompany of many lovers, forever romanticized,...
allen as chaplin
gorgeous (via oldhollywood)
Watchclick andrew for some insight into the meaning of this song… and since there seems to be no adjective to properly describe it, i would say if i had to choose… it sounds quite dandy… in the most ambiguous way possible. enjoy humanoids.
Watchenjoyed the setting… i like the intimacy and the slight awkward atmosphere while he belts his notes out as if he were to do this at a larger venue. i dig it.
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Watchone of the three muses for levi’s new curve ID jeans. i love everything about this girl. she needs to drop her album right now.
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Watchsound tracking my writing paper session.
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moonless skies.
the girl that was stuck on the moon never quite knew what she got into. she wore her bows and floated in space only to counter the fame of being empty all the same. an entire constellation in reach, where it’s beauty must be taken with a grain of salt. then she looked to the sky and saw the earth… a moment of anti-gravity. a moment of a dream of a love within a dream. where she...
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and while our blood’s still young.
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Watchone of my favourites.
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“you know, there’s no point in...
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“sing along, sing along, sing...
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“we’ll always be together...
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“because my dear ricky, i suspect that underneath that cynical shell you are at...”
– casablanca
Watchone of the greatest finales….
“endings are beginnings wearing a clever disguise”
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perhaps the most beautiful song i’ve ever...
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i didn’t know eating in a restaurant by...
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Watch“name in stone” the one take-wonders
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“seaside” it’s comparable...
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the cataclysmic rotation
there once was a girl that was stuck on the moon. she reveled in the have-nots, the whimper of the stars less magnificent as if her superiority would ever percolate in such a scene. though after living on this wonderful planet for the last decade, she noticed it had seasons. a period of summer, winter, fall, autumn, and spring. you ask, fall and autumn? they’re the same? but no folks, no...
“it’s no good pretending that any relationship has a future if your record...”
– nick hornby, high fidelity
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“I wonder what he’s like…”
a ruined surprise and its letter that accompanied it. a sheer moment of affection written in its best ability of its writer. take it in, breathe, you’re the best around… A young fellow with a heart of gold, a ferocious ambition, a beau ame, and a boy who lives in a drifting daydream only to see it muster within the confines of a camera. The moving images speak to him, through him, and...
tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
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forevermore
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cosmos
oh, what a world. what a world that we live in. there’s the smell of a baker’s dozen, the sweet scent of serenity times a thousand, oh, what a world. what a world that we live in. kiss me on my mouth, i don’t know what i’m doing. if your sunken chest asks for a head, i’ll gladly offer mine on a silver platter dressed in bows or caked in powder… ...
Watch“blackbird blackbird” a song so nice, they named it twice. also, if epileptic do not click play.
