The world is weird, man. Weird and kinda beautiful.
She was the last person to screen-test, and I was so bored of it by then… . And then she came in, and it was like diving into whitewater rapids and having no desire to hang on to the side. Throughout shooting, it was wild and exciting. I couldn’t help but try to stay with her, keep pace with her and not let her get away. [Laughs.] Like an animal preying on a smaller animal, but a wily smaller animal. - Andrew Garfield
Daily Photo- Ugh they make me want to die of envy
This year of my life has been an extensive case study about the ways in which people can suck
So happy to see my friends happy even if most of them are hundreds of miles away. That’s when you know you’ve been blessed with friendship - when just thinking about their happiness and your memories with them can fill your heart with such joy.
Every day, I open up my laptop to a reminder of that day, that moment. My screensaver background captures the time nearly four years gone—A black and white photograph of a French man with shadowed eyes and unshaven face, feeding birds in mid-flight in front of Notre Dame in Paris. I remember watching him that day. His arm held out with the poise of a straightened back, looking as if it were naturally born to be a perch. Bird after bird would fly to his hand, sometimes in groups, and he held onto the bread just tight enough to feed them all so one bird wouldn’t carry the whole loaf away. It was art, the way he did it. He saw me and handed me a piece, and then he scoffed at me when the first bird that flew up to me knocked the entire piece to the ground. He knew how. I didn’t. It was his city. Not mine. I read his belittling look and wrinkled expression like a book. There are things I don’t know that have nothing to do with language.
Must not sleep. Must do work.
Dreaming of summer rainstorms and dance parties and making a mess baking cookies.
We’ll be, We’ll be.
One of these mornings,
We’ll be, We’ll be home."
— "The Story I Heard"-Blind Pilot
Creating your own happiness is happiness of the highest form. It’s been a long long time, but here I am and it’s a rich and full kind of happy and it’s because of me.
Another 8 to 8 day, and another tomorrow. When do I get to do real adult life?
“Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.”
— Vincent van Gogh
Can I skip to being married and having a semi successful career because all the in between stuff is too stressful, I just want to have a constant...
i hope santa doesn’t put coal in too many children’s stockings this year it’s a non-renewable source of energy and we need to think...
- The last two days have been nothing but perfect.
I woke up with him next to me. That is the best way to wake up.
We got coffee and he liked my...
- “You want to kiss all kinds of different people, you want to wake up in a stranger’s bed maybe once or twice just to see if it feels good to feel...”
- Laughter heals all.