You said to go where?

I have a working compass for one city alone. Everywhere else, I'm perpetually lost.

However, this tends to lend itself well for stories, meeting new people and long walks.
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  • Sorry to be sappy and sad but…

    My heart hurts. 

    Falling for people and then having it implode for reasons you can’t pinpoint is entirely frustrating and more or less just really sad. All the phrases about other fish can be said, but I don’t want them — I just wanted the one. That’s all. A simple wish, but it’s a wish, not a given and definitely not something that we are all able to have in life. Who knows, maybe I will be bound to being single. (bleh)

    valscrapbook:

    In Bruges by [Photom] on Flickr.

    It’s funny how one city can become so iconic to a person. None of the other cities I visited meant as much to me as Bruges did and it’s because he was with me. Despite the fact that we never worked out and we made some bad decisions that made working out even more difficult, what we did have was nice. Meshing and unmeshing with a person is a trying and heart-wrenching process, but with time, I now see the value it’s added to my life and to who I am. As mushy as it sounds, I’m hopeful that I can remain happy about what we had when we had it and not let bitterness prevail. However susceptible to deep and frequent aches I may be on account of my tenderheartedness, life is too quick to remain bitter towards those who have cared for me.

    (via breadandolives)

    Is the world telling me something?

    Forgot to mention this gem: 

    Went out last night, sat down at a table across from the female friend I was with, server comes over asks the following: 

    Server: “Hey! Is this a late Valentine’s Day celebration for you two?!” 

    Us: ” .  .  .  .  . ” (exchange glassy-eyed, head slightly tilted blank stares)

    Us: *look at server* “Oh, no, we’re just… getting away from work.” 

    (1) My Dad once asked me if I was a lesbian because I expressed extreme annoyance for children;

    (2) My Brother recently asked me if I was a lesbian because I never have mentioned my love life to him. 

    … and I still repeat: I like men. (but apparently I give off the alternative vibe)

    Regardless, my friend and I were baffled, but it was a good laugh considering all else. 

    BONUS: it’s now socially acceptable (at least in our specific region) to assume that a same sex pair of individuals who are sitting together are in a relationship. Thumbs up. 

    P.S. Best line of the night: “My god, you dated Rain Man.” 

    newyorker:

    Lena Dunham Remembers Nora Ephron: http://nyr.kr/OAeimX

    Her advice was unparalleled. At one of our lunches this past January, I was sheepishly describing a male companion’s lack of support for my professional endeavors. She nodded in a very “don’t be stupid” way, as if I already knew what I had to do: “You can’t possibly meet someone right now. When I met Nick, I was already totally notorious”—note: Nora was the only person who could make that word sound neither braggy nor sinister—“and he understood exactly what he was getting into. You can’t meet someone until you’ve become what you’re becoming.” Panicked, I asked, “How long will that take?”

    Nora considered a moment. “Give it six months.”

    I like this. 

    The Infected Paper Cut: My iPhone and I Are Going Through a Rough Patch.

    dooeypig:

    The terrible reception in this area has created a relationship with my iPhone which is very much like a broken marriage.

    It doesn’t want to interact with me until I finally give up and go to bed. At seven, if I try to ask if any mail came for me or how its day’s been? No response. Refuses to load…

    (Source: dooeytwo)

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