Poem from the Shin-kokin Wakashü. Tawaraya Sotatsu drawings, Ho’nami Koetsu calligraphy. Edo (17th c.)
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"I’d like to marry all of my close friends, and live in a big house together by an angry sea."
— Of Montreal (via saraissure)
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"Write, for instance: “The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."
— Pablo Neruda (via andwhisper)
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joy ride
You’ve always laughingly said you want to go out with a bang, suggestive wink included. Sex, drugs, nights where you forget about consequences and just try to remember to breathe. That this is living. Until it’s not.
But for now you’ve still got time. It’s winding down, sure, but isn’t that the case for everyone, not just you? It’s all about trying to make the most of what you’ve got left and you want to burn.
Speeding down barely paved country roads and sitting on the hood of your car in the middle of a field. Swigging from stolen bottles of tequila and making promises you know you have no intention of keeping.
You’re drawn to all the things that will kill you in the end. Love and booze and life. All roads lead out, eventually. The best part is getting there.
"there still might be a place
for us
somewhere."
for us
somewhere."
— Charles Bukowski (via henrycharlesbukowski)
"Dress suitably in short skirts and strong boots, leave your jewels in the bank, and buy a revolver."
— Countess Markievcizv, 19th century Irish revolutionary, dispensing eternally relevant fashion advice (via verycunninglinguist)
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