i really do heart louis ck.
what is necessary.
I’ve always likes the idea of completely mundane places being sacred spaces—-and only to the devoted or to those who need.
What if purgatory was a perfect dunkin donuts in the back streets of makati? Only 3 tables and without a bathroom. Obviously a place you can’t spend a whole day in (my bladder wouldn’t allow me)
But there was something so exact about three people seated in three separate tables reading or staring out with a cup of coffee and a doughnut. Is it too much to read benevolence in the lone guy at thw counter, his lazy eye blinking just half a second too late while he rings up your order or dunks the munchkins in a plastic tray of confectioners sugar?
love is love is love is love is love. i’m such a sucker for sappy love songs.
With a life so small lately, my words feel too big in my social media mouths.
Am slightly embarrassed, but I’m not sure why. It’s either that I’ve revealed how desperate I am for emotion that the simplest mundane things produce such exclamations or that I realize that words will always be too big and my life just exceedingly plain. Or worse yet, how I can see through my own lies to myself.
Everyone’s got a little Viking.
they ended the season of luther with this song. i really want to see idris elba on the beach chilling with an umbrella drink. tama na ang pain and suffering. tama na ang morality play.
Then there’s the pretty cool one with Richard Linklater, Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke.
Do you feel like going down an Ethan Hawke rabbit hole?
The patriarchy told me that woman were the hormonal harpies who use their emotions instead of their brains even as it told me that men rape because they have “uncontrollable needs” and that the mere glimpse of a woman’s body is enough to make him lost control of all his mental faculties.
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Zero 7’s Don’t Call it Love
Source: SoundCloud / Zero7
It’s not settling really. It’s just seeing the future and its endless nothing, and knowing that you have been left mute.
I only spoke so much because I loved. I didn’t realize that I would have nothing worth saying when I finally faced the possibility that I would always just be reciting from memory.