Interrupt Me Please

This is me, in a nutshell. It's starting to scare me. I am an Oregonian in NYC, trying to figure out what life means to me.

In French, you don’t say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.” I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.

—Unknown (via theantiquated)

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ourlifeintransit:

A little while ago we spent some time in Glasgow and Edinburgh, Scotland. Here are just a few pics from our adventure. We’ll be uploading some more here and there over the next couple of weeks, so stay tuned.

Much love,

Adam & Mel

theparisreview:

“I think that the difference right now between good art and bad art is that the good artists are the people who are, in one way or another, creating, out of deep and honest concern, a vision of life in the twentieth century that is worth pursuing. And the bad artists, of whom there are many, are whining or moaning or staring, because it’s fashionable, into the dark abyss.” —John Gardner, born on this day in 1933

theparisreview:

“I think that the difference right now between good art and bad art is that the good artists are the people who are, in one way or another, creating, out of deep and honest concern, a vision of life in the twentieth century that is worth pursuing. And the bad artists, of whom there are many, are whining or moaning or staring, because it’s fashionable, into the dark abyss.” —John Gardner, born on this day in 1933

acupofkeen:

There is nothing more hopeless  and frustrating  than waiting for something  you know  will never come.
- Keen Malasarte

acupofkeen:

There is nothing
more hopeless
and frustrating
than waiting for
something
you know
will never come.

- Keen Malasarte

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