January 2010
29 posts
no, i’m not a pessimist. at some point the world shits on everybody....
– mr. cizman… i love my friends’ parents
tiptoe through our shiny city,
with our diamond slippers on,
do our gay ballet...
– the national
is it possible, in the final analysis, for one human being to achieve perfect...
– haruki murakami in the wind-up bird chronicle (via predatorywaspobserver) (via bluepillows)