October 2009
Lilith Fair is back. →
lilithfair.com
When I was younger and had to sneak VH-1 and MTV when my parents weren’t looking, I would catch clips of Lilith Fair and wish to go to a concert like that. Hopefully they come to Florida.
Right now I’d like to see: Tegan and Sara, Charlotte Sometimes, Ani DiFranco, Florence and the Machine, Greta Salpeter, A Fine Frenzy, Melissa Etheridge, Corinne Bailey Rae, Adele, Janelle Monae
I’m forgetting others, but the new lineup is being announced via their newsletter and twitter.
I can't take that Cameron Diaz movie srsly. "Push button. Get a million bucks. Someone will DIE!!! And oh by the way, I'm Frank Langella, and someone bit my fucking face off."
Tragicomedy?
Reblog with your current favorite cd
Life Starts Now l Three Days Grace
Zimmer 483 - Tokio Hotel
Witness - Blessthefall
^^^^^^^^^^
Deja Entendu - Brand New, Cycles - Cartel, In Search Of Solid Ground - Saosin
Dragonette-“Fixin’ to Thrill” & Jason Mraz’s “We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things”
Metric, Fantasies and Manchester Orchestra’s Mean Everything to Nothing and YYY’s It’s Blitz
“Logic will get you from A to Z; imagination will get you everywhere.”
—Albert Einstein (via littlemiss)
“Every single night of my life, every night since we’ve been on the road, I see kids with their eyes closed screaming along as loud as they can, that’s therapy, that’s fucking beautiful. That helps you. How many times have you been with a best friend, just screaming along in the car? Just enjoying yourself. Or dancing in a bedroom? Or singing in the shower? All of that. Or how many times have you made love listening to music? Music brings people together, I don’t want you to forget that, because this shit is not a competition.”
—
Craig Owens (via fuckyeahcraigowenslyrics) (via tothesoundsof) (via mamaweallgotohell)
I would hang this on my wall if I could.
“You are a drop of perfect in an imperfect world. And all I need, is a taste.”
—I Wrote This For You (via quotewhore)
i swim for brighter days despite the absence of sun
(via mannequins)
CHOKING ON SALT WAATEER
“Nothing more exhilarating…than saving yourself by the simple act of waking.”
— Brief and Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao// Junot Diaz
“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.”
—Henry David Thoreau (via kari-shma)
“Once magic was real everything else just seemed so unreal.”
—Lev Grossman, The Magicians
five: I miss you.
(I started a project where I’m going to write about someone I’ve known or loved, (at least) once a week, for a year. It’s called: “To various persons, all at once.)
I Google-Earthed my old house yesterday and it bothered me to see a different car in the driveway. With fingers like legs, I strolled down the screen- across my cul-de-sac and around the corner to yours- to find your house, and saw that trampoline we used to jump on and your stepfather’s truck still parked out front. I guess some things stay exactly the same.
You used to coax me into trashcans so you could jump over me with your skateboard, and I would always oblige because being one of the guys meant being your number one girl. TJ lived closer to you, but you would always knock on my door first, and I’d wear it like a badge of honor shaped like a smirk.
You had bright eyes and a charming smile and once you almost kissed me on the side of your house, but your mom came out and invited me in for dinner and we never talked about it again. But sometimes, weeks after, you would blush and run your fingers through my hair; it was sweet and quite enough to fill me up.
One summer, I watched your dog while you were out of town, and I would lay across your bed every afternoon and listen to pop-punk bands sing love songs through the static of the radio. I missed you with every word and every chorus repeat. (Here, I’ll admit it: I fed your dog too many treats because I wanted him to like me, and he had two names so I never knew what to call him when he ran down the block barking at stunned garden gnomes.)
You always sat next to me on the bus, and we made jokes about things we didn’t fully understand, and your little sister would always tug on my sweatshirt and ask me if I wanted to kiss you on the lips. When I moved away you promised me you’d take me to prom when we were older. It never happened, but not for lack of trying.
I guess I just miss being young.
And I miss you, I miss you.
“They have never known pain, he thought. The realization made him feel desperately lonely.”
—The Giver, Louis Lowry (via izelana) (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
“Don’t wait. The time will never be just right.”
—Napoleon Hill (via bitchville)
