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Parking Meter Blues
Peggy Sue

Parking Meter Blues // Peggy Sue

I kept one eye on the phone and one eye on the clock.
The numbers let me know that nothing else had stopped.

detailsofpaintings:

Giuseppe Troni, Portrait of Carlota Joaquina of Spain (detail)
Late 18th century

detailsofpaintings:

Giuseppe Troni, Portrait of Carlota Joaquina of Spain (detail)

Late 18th century

Oregon Coast appreciation post.

OMSI.
Portland, OR.

I Wanna Rock Out in my Dreams
Andrew Jackson Jihad

I Wanna Rock Out In My Dreams // Andrew Jackson Jihad

The older I get, the more articulate I am at whining.

"Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen."
Anne Lamott (via the59thstreetbridge)
Cannon Beach.
August, 2012.

Cannon Beach.
August, 2012.

My Door Is Always Open
Noah and The Whale

My Door Is Always Open // Noah and the Whale

I love with my heart and I hold it in my hands,
But you know, my heart’s not yours.

Seattle, WA.
Nov. 2012.

Seattle, WA.
Nov. 2012.

The Grotto.
Portland, OR.
June, 2014.

I wandered into a church and didn’t burst into flames.

I wandered into a church and didn’t burst into flames.

Little Prince (El Principito)
Andrew Jackson Jihad

Little Prince (El Principito) // Andrew Jackson Jihad

Hey everything, fuck you. I hate everything you do to me.
I despise every lie I’ve come to believe and I hate every evil thing that I see.
This juxtaposition of good and bad remind me of the best and the worst dreams I’ve had
I’m either too happy or fucking sad, and I can’t keep up with that.