July 2010
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I wish I were a Warhol silk screen hanging on the wall. Or little Joe or maybe...
– Control
39 ways to leave your lover.
It’s nice when your friends play good music: Felicity Groom and the Black Black Smoke.
I always maintain that eloquent musings of the clever mind can get often get bastardized on the way out of a foolish mouth. Tis a sobering truth that this sentiment is a reality of mine every single day.
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choiceschoiceschoices-deactivat asked: I am indeed stateside -- a recent transplant to los angeles from the midwest. There was originally a purpose for naming the blog somecoast, but I've since forgotten.
I live at a really cool hostel on the beach here. You should come visit sometime if you ever get the urge to travel.
I live at a really cool hostel on the beach here. You should come visit sometime if you ever get the urge to travel.
choiceschoiceschoices-deactivat asked: hey what's new?
somecoast:
I sometimes lie awake and watch your eyes move left and right beneath the cover of your lids, little birds scared or scary seeming never to decide the way they wish to go. And I had something to add, a reason for shaking your arm, for chasing you out of that slumber, or maybe I just didn’t want to fall asleep alone. So lie down with me again and pretend I never left the room.
hmv:...
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She found herself at 30,000 feet above sea level with no idea of where she was going. The location on her boarding pass gave a clue, but in the whole scheme of things, it was of little significance. What she didn’t know then, was that the very thing that got her in the air, the very thing that inspired such dramatic change in her life, was also to be the very thing that would leave her...
somecoast: GOOD ADVICE →
Some nice writing on this blog: somecoast
Things are almost never as bad as they seem. This appears really obvious and trite until you think about how little we tend to apply it. When you are 50, you just aren’t going to care about the girl who stood you up at a party or test you failed in school or that summer when you were late on a…
choiceschoiceschoices-deactivat asked: What kind of writing do you do? Can you post some of it?
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Your life is the people you are with, your art is the people you miss.
– Amanda Palmer
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Ain’t nothing like the sound of silence; it’s the loudest noise by far.
LA FLORISTA BONITA: French Words With No English... →
misswallflower:
Dépaysement:
The sensation of being in another country.
La douleur exquise: The heart-wrenching pain of wanting someone you can’t have. Even a Sex in the City episode was named after it!
Chômer: To be unemployed, but because it’s a verb, it makes the state active.
Profiter: To make the most of or take advantage of.
Flâneur: As defined in the book Elegant Wits and Grand...
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You ain’t seen nothing like the Vice Guide to Liberia. Go check it out.
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Ten things I learnt while drunk on paradise.
We were a party of five, cruising around dizzying hairpin bends on a mountain road, riding motorbikes laden with surfboards. The scenery was a feast for my eyes - to my right was a towering wall of impenetrable lush jungle; to my left - a dramatic plunge to rice fields, grass huts, coconut palms and a fringe of pure white sand on a brilliant blue....
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