ElectricVacation

some kind of getaway

Phone conversation with my mom:

Mom: “I think I saw a picture of you that your work posted on facebook—did you wear blue to work?”

Me: “Did I wear blue to work when?”

Mom: “Oh, I don’t know when they took it”

Me: “So…you’re asking me if I’ve ever worn blue in the 8 months I’ve worked there?”

Mom: “I mean…oh wait…I think it’s actually a jean jacket.”

Me: “Oh, then it’s definitely me.”

First Listen: Death, 'Death III'

yes, yes please a lot a lot

Days start hard when your yolks cook through and you find out that the man you thought you might one day love does not like Mexican food.

It is 100% a Patti Smith day.

(Source: Spotify)

Forecast

Maybe there is a ceremony that leaves you with small spots of light that float in and out of your vision so that there are clear moments and there are fuzzy ones and then you can know, I mean really know a thing. Maybe it is just a more dressed up version of the process I already practice, where you lay on the bathroom floor and press your palms hard into your eyes until you begin to mostly just feel the sockets and then you let go and after the explosions of red and black the room returns to its original white and blue colorings and for the next few hours even after you have left there are clouds and then there are not and then they are back and then they are gone and that, that is how I know a thing, when it comes when the clouds do not.

I have never had any real awareness of who Peaches Geldof was but I saw this quote from her father regarding her recent death and I haven’t been able to shake it:

"How is this possible that we will not see her again? How is that bearable?"

Today was very much a roof day.

rapunzelie:

do you ever feel like there’s just so many pretty girls but most dudes are just subpar like there are radiant goddesses everywhere and just piles and piles of guys in backwards baseball caps and sandals

Or, to translate this into Clueless speak: “So okay, I don’t want to be a traitor to my generation and all but I don’t get how guys dress today. I mean, come on, it looks like they just fell out of bed and put on some baggy pants and take their greasy hair - ew - and cover it up with a backwards cap and like, we’re expected to swoon? I don’t think so.”

(via slaubrie)

Favorite fictional human of late

Favorite fictional human of late