The lost postcard

I'll keep sending you these postcards
From my little corner of the center of the universe
Where we last had that cup of coffee and we thought of the masterplan:
Mr. Brownstone
Roadrunner
and all the great ones in between --

I said "Let's live forever, love forever, and double back, start all over again."
Sometimes, simple food and great company is a better way to end the day.

Sometimes, simple food and great company is a better way to end the day.

So dream as if you’ve got fairy dust in your hands and feet as they reach out for the sky.

Because all my love for you and you believing in yourself — that’s what fairy dust is really made of. You’ve always had the first part, now you just need to supply the rest.

-E.D.

The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are things you get ashamed of, because words make them smaller. When they were in your head they were limitless; but when they come out they seem to be no bigger than normal things. But that’s not all. The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried; they are clues that could guide your enemies to a prize they would love to steal. It’s hard and painful for you to talk about these things … and then people just look at you strangely. They haven’t understood what you’ve said at all, or why you almost cried while you were saying it.

—Stephen King, The Body (via larmoyante)

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It’s that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that’s what the poet does.

—Allen Ginsberg (via bluesandbarebones)

Happy Birthday to one of my oldest (that is, I’ve known you the most…not that you’re old or anything) friends in the world, @mayanevangelista 

You told me back in sixth grade that your favourite colour was black so I figured a birthday panda would do. Until it ate the cake I drew for you. 

Love lots from Sydney!

Happy Birthday to one of my oldest (that is, I’ve known you the most…not that you’re old or anything) friends in the world, @mayanevangelista

You told me back in sixth grade that your favourite colour was black so I figured a birthday panda would do. Until it ate the cake I drew for you.

Love lots from Sydney!

“For tomorrow may rain so I’ll follow the sun.” - The Beatles

(Camping down south to recharge our city-folk batteries and chase after the last few days of summer. June 2013)

He looked at her as if she had done something so profound and absolutely life changing by simply being there. With him and in that moment.

Incredible.

audreyii-fic:

“fresh, warm cookies delivered until 3 AM”

WHAT IS THIS SORCERY

Yes. In Sydney. Please?

To my beautiful friends and family: my continued existence is living proof of the power of your collective hugs, emails, phone calls, laughs, and every moment of your precious time you’ve blessed me with. 

Thank god I met you.

To my beautiful friends and family: my continued existence is living proof of the power of your collective hugs, emails, phone calls, laughs, and every moment of your precious time you’ve blessed me with.

Thank god I met you.

Thank you for dinner. I haven’t had this much fun over 9 courses of food in a long while.

Thank you for dinner. I haven’t had this much fun over 9 courses of food in a long while.