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April 23rd     4:31 pm

April 21st     12:17 pm

whisper-s-of-the-heart:

Kiki’s Delivery Service

(via commovente)

April 19th     4:55 pm

Ok, Chicago.  We’re over this, right?  For sure?

(Source: allthingsamericana)

April 10th     11:50 pm

chromedomed:

legomance:

how many ants are need to fill an apartment

tenants

(Source: thrandilf, via benandtheflowers)

April 9th     6:07 pm

natgeofound:

A wrecked Zeppelin sits ashore in Mison, France, 1918.Photograph by Paul Thompson, National Geographic

According to Freud, zeppelins are dream-symbols for erections.

natgeofound:

A wrecked Zeppelin sits ashore in Mison, France, 1918.Photograph by Paul Thompson, National Geographic

According to Freud, zeppelins are dream-symbols for erections.

April 8th     11:45 pm

My cousin’s wife gave birth a week ago.  She’s in love.  Yesterday an old classmate died after jumping from a 7th story.  My boss is due in a month.  And you’re in the hospital.  We, like warped spokes on a pair of creaking life cycles.

April 8th     11:41 pm

musicwavves:

Sufjan Stevens — The Owl and the Tanager

how could you run from me now?
the loneliest chime in the house
the loneliest chime in my house
you let it out you let it ou

April 4th     4:54 pm

spring quarter resolution no. 1:
stop using acronyms.

March 30th     3:12 am

likeafieldmouse:

Bas Jan Ader - In Search of the Miraculous (1975)

likeafieldmouse:

Bas Jan Ader - In Search of the Miraculous (1975)

March 30th     3:12 am

Very alive. The past week is a testament to how much you can love a person.  Also to adventures.  To companionships.  To the kind of partnership that gets shit done.  In the middle of Pennsylvania, the Allegheny River cuts open mountain lips.  In Ohio, there is snow, and four-wheelers keel aside until it lifts.  It doesn’t.  I am as ready to go back to Chicago as I’ll ever be, looking for some better balance between guilt about not taking care of the people closest to me and guilt about not advocating for a better world (or let’s start with a better Chicago).  Okay.

s.t.