Emote sa umaga. Monday kasi. Hahaha. Good morning! ^_^
She wants everything and nothing at the same time.
Boy.
Kamot ulo. Hahaha. :D
Mother’s day photo c/o @bashahernandez ♡ :) (at Starbucks Coffee)
Angel.
And what is being spun is a cocoon, which in the end will completely envelop him.
(Source: farewelldearstranger, via yunzi)
“Sam: Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we’re nothing?
Charlie: We accept the love we think we deserve.”
— Stephen Chbosky, Perks of Being a Wallflower
Amelie, 2001
Wir Kinder vom Bahnhof Zoo
(Source: analleycatchewingondeadmeat)
Lisa Rowe
Ken Kesey and the Merry Pranksters
Ants
- Hey. Could we do that again? I know we haven't met, but I don't want to be an ant, you know? I mean, it's like we go through life with our antennas bouncing off one another, continuously on ant auto-pilot with nothing really human required of us. Stop. Go. Walk here. Drive there. All action basically for survival. All communication simply to keep this ant colony buzzing along in an efficient polite manner. "Here's your change." "Paper or plastic?" "Credit or debit?" "You want ketchup with that?" I don't want a straw, I want real human moments. I want to see you. I want you to see me. I don't want to give that up. I don't want to be an ant, you know?
- Yeah. Yeah, no. I don't want to be an ant either. Heh. Yeah, thanks for kind of jostling me there. I've been kind of on zombie auto-pilot lately, I don't feel like an ant in my head, but I guess I probably look like one. It's kind of like D.H. Lawrence had this idea of two people meeting on a road. And instead of just passing and glancing away, they decide to accept what he calls "the confrontation between their souls." It's like, um, freeing the brave reckless gods within us all.
- Then it's like we have met.
Persepolis, 2007
