August 2011
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The most important relationship you have in your life is the relationship you...
– Diane von Fürstenberg
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Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the...
– Paolo Coelho
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Coffee, brie, and cigarettes.
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Straight Up:
I can’t be in a relationship with someone who doesn’t act like we’re in a relationship; someone that doesn’t want to hold my hand or kiss me hi and goodbye. I can’t be with someone that doesn’t talk to me. I can’t be with someone who doesn’t ask how I’m doing; that seems like they actually care about my response. I can’t be with someone...
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Friends back in the city, time to get shitty.
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It (sometimes) sucks being so attached to you.
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Currently:
In bed, listening to my Broken Social Scene record, sipping on coffee, chatting with my lovely roommate. Happyhappyhappy.
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No matter how much you care about a person, you have to be able to know that you...
– Justin Vernon - Pitchfork Interview, June 2011 (via shineinsidethespin)
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San Francisco, you're too good to me
Broken Social Scene and M. Ward at Hardly Strictly Bluegrass? And Beirut AGAIN? I didn’t even need that after Outside Lands but HOLY SHIT September is going to be the most amazing month of my life.
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Time for a really obnoxious and lengthy post about...
The Shins were great, especially when the opened with “Caring is Creepy.” I loved the cold and foggy weather the entire day, which was only made better by a delicious cup of Philz coffee. It was my first festival on that big of a scale, so not people watching is kind of impossible for me to do. We went to see Big Boi which I was very curious to see, and I guess he never even came out...
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A Post Lacking Poetics
No matter how many times I try and write this poetically as possible, I feel as though my feelings get jumbled up and I’m not really writing what I originally wanted to say. So, I decided I need to write this post in bullet point form, no holding back, no sugarcoating anything:
Last night was great, but why did today feel different?
Are all these awkward silences truly...