bbook: They say, these days, standing out on the rim of the Grand Canyon, the brightest lights in the night sky are not the stars in the heavens but the glow from casino neon in Las Vegas-one hundred and seventy-five miles away.
bbook: They say, these days, standing out on the rim of the Grand Canyon, the brightest lights in the night sky are not the stars in the heavens but the glow from casino neon in Las Vegas-one hundred and seventy-five miles away.
dreammeup: Astrid Kruse Jensen
“She was looking for herself” (2008) rom the series “The Construction of Memories”
(via bbook)
bbook: So much has been said about the girls over the years. But we have never found an answer. It didn’t matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls… but only that we had loved them… and that they hadn’t heard us calling…still do not hear us calling them from out of those rooms… where they went to be alone for all time… and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.
nedhepburn: Now, though, California seems less like a landscape and more human, especially when you don’t love there anymore. You forget where you are if you stay there too long. It lulls you to sleep with it’s beauty and you render yourself forgetful that the rest of the country / world exists. You have no reason to leave. Look around. Why would you? That and: you’re literally and figuratively at the end of the Western world. It straddles daunting, thrilling, and boring at the same time.
It’ll always be home, though. Having California as a home is like falling in love with a beautiful woman who will never remember your name.
(via bbook)
I want a soul mate who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don’t already know, and make me laugh. I don’t care what you look like, just turn me on. And if you can do that, I will follow you on bloody stumps through the snow. I will nibble your mukluks with my own teeth. I will do your windows. I will care about your feelings. Just have something in there.
– Henry Rollins (via arbagalapa)
(Source: serialstranger, via bbook)
bbook: I’ve got one man too many in my life and I’m married to him.
