January 2012
27 posts
“The beauty of things must be that they end.”
– Jack Kerouac, Tristessa (via honeyforthehomeless)
California grants new rights to LGBT community →
lsdrake:
youjolgbtq:
Sacramento took notice last year of the political clout of the lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender community. New laws that took effect Sunday include:
1. Requiring school districts to have a uniform process for dealing with gay bullying complaints.
2. Mandating that school personnel intervene if they witness gay bullying.
3. Requiring state universities and...
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My motivation is slowly fading away...
I no longer have any sense of intrinsic motivation towards playing piano. At least at school. Word of advice: NEVER GO TO ART SCHOOL. I started off with a dream (a flimsy, silly one, I’ll admit) to become a professional concert pianist… hahaha, I can’t help but laugh. Not only did this school erase any desire for me to continue into the fine arts, but it also crushed my...
“There is no exquisite beauty without some strangeness in the proportion.”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via carissaignacia)
December 2011
13 posts
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Not so silent night
unbelievable. mumford and sons blew my mind. i worship the feet they walk on. and florence and the machine were other-worldly. green day was an unexpected surprise, brought back some sixth grade memories. most importantly, i spent the night with the most amazing person in my life.
November 2011
5 posts
9 tags
Falling Whistles: A Campaign for Peace in Congo →
lilchelle:
A lot of us haven’t even been caught up on what’s going on in Congo. There is rarely ANY media surrounding it. One of the largest, bloodiest resource wars is going on— people killing off villages just to gain the minerals, worth millions, that the Congolese land holds. Over six million people have been killed. 70% of rape occurs in Congo. Rape is used as a scare tactic, to degrade and...
“No girl had ever moved me with a story of spiritual suffering and so beautifully...”
– Jack Kerouac
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October 2011
33 posts
“I accepted them for what they were, and love came hard and very seldom. When it...”
– Charles Bukowski, Women (via iwasborntired)
