May 2011
41 posts
“Imagine your books are persons. Then arrange them according to the conversations they could have with their neighbors.”
—via how to organize your at-home book library (via vous-et-nul-autre)
Hilarious.
Something that made me feel really good about myself this week, like I’d actually redeemed myself a little, ended up being the biggest disaster in a shitty, shitty week.
I hate the things I can’t control. I hate myself sometimes for all the little things I do wrong. I shouldn’t fuck up as much as I do.
Sporadic personal rant over.
“What I don’t understand is, if you know it’s better to be thin and you know how to become thin, why don’t you just do what you need to? I can’t understand fat people who are unhappy. You haven’t tried hard enough to be thin, it’s your fault.”
—Overheard today, man talking to another man. It turned my fucking stomach.
“I felt very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.”
—Sylvia Plath | The Bell Jar (via hergreenlight)
