So it goes.

Cristian King. San Diego raised. San Francisco educated. Current Seattle resident.

pussysista:

Wants bf

Masturbates

Don’t want bf

(via lampsarepeopletoo)

“What I want to say is – I owe all the happiness of my life to you.”

—   Virginia Woolf, from her suicide letter to her husband (via petrichour)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via petrichour)

Guster - Satellite

thegoodmusicblog:

Satellite by Guster

Tomorrow I officially move into my new (permanent) apartment in Seattle!! No more subletting life for me. So excited to decorate my room and start laying roots and all that shit.


"The book itself is a curious artifact, not showy in its technology but complex and extremely efficient: a really neat little device, compact, often very pleasant to look at and handle, that can last decades, even centuries. It doesn’t have to be plugged in, activated, or performed by a machine; all it needs is light, a human eye, and a human mind. It is not one of a kind, and it is not ephemeral. It lasts. It is reliable." -Ursula K. Le Guin

(Source: pixie-nerd, via videogaymers)

I hope you can see what happened here. (no, I didn’t plan this I literally just realized what happened as I was diggin through my likes lookin for something else.)

Seattle’s public transportation is such a joke. Thank God I brought my car up here for when work starts. Jesus Christ

“And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.”

—   "Late Fragment" by Raymond Carver (via projectsheep)

“Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.”

—   Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad (via feellng)

“I remember
how seeing the shape of your mouth
that first time, I kept staring
until my blood turned to rain.

Some things take root
in the brain and just don’t
let go.”

—   T.S Elliot, Slow Dance  (via stolenwine)

(Source: rarararambles, via stolenwine)

theyuniversity:

okagami:

marypsue:

Kill the idea that naivety is an unforgivable flaw but cynicism is just wisdom, murder it, chop it up and serve it for dinner, I don’t care, just end this bullshit idea that it’s better to hate than to love and better to rot in miserable bitter resignation than to hope for the best.

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“i said to the sun, tell me about the big bang. the sun said, it hurts to become.

—   andrea gibson, i sing the body electric, especially when my power’s out  (via petrichour)

(Source: ale-thea, via petrichour)

“Another belief of mine: that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.”

—   Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye. (via sorrowmaven)

“I liked the idea of living in a city - any city, especially a strange one - liked the thought of traffic and crowds, of working in a bookstore, waiting tables in a coffee shop, who knew what kind of odd, solitary life I might slip into? Meals alone, walking the dogs in the evening; and nobody knowing who I was.”

—   Donna Tartt, The Secret History (via camilla-macauley)