"I mustn't look at you too much, or I won't be able to take my eyes off you at all."
Letters to Felice, Franz Kafka
no dude you have to be so fucking interested in etymology you have to think about the words you say and what they mean and where they came from all the time whenever you slap down a sentence no effort without even thinking about it you have to wonder about all the little prefixes and word fragments with roots in a five different languages that make up that sentence that you just strung together in a second and what they MEAN and what you’re actually SAYING when you talk to other people when words are your best way to communicate abstract internal thoughts and feelings to another person and be understood you have to wonder how the noises you’re making have come to possess meaning both connotative and denotative this shit has to be so fucking interesting to everyone else and not just me. RIGHT ???
"I shall drink hot lemonade, wrap a hot towel around me, withdraw from the world, and dream about you."
Letters, Franz Kafka
"I feel like brushing the hair off your forehead, and consulting your eyes."
Letters, Franz Kafka
It is a precedent that every twenty years the quirked up white boy with glasses will return and take its form within the music world. Sorry I don't make the rules
“How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?”
— Don DeLillo
i try not to look at him as though he’s the most beautiful creature in the whole fucking universe and im obsessed with him, but it’s hard because he is, and I am
could you stop being so kissable, it’s kind of ruining my life
Blur pick their favourite Girls and Boys! Melody Maker, 2 April 1993.
