My Scribbles and Caffeine

May 22


Fight Club. 
“I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation, pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need.”
May 31

Fight Club. 

“I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation, pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need.”

A scribble :)

“Tell me what you feel in your room when the full moon is shining upon you and your lamp is dying out, and I will tell you how old you are, and I shall know if you are happy.”

-Henri Frederic Amiel
Jun 10

A scribble :)

“Tell me what you feel in your room when the full moon is shining upon you and your lamp is dying out, and I will tell you how old you are, and I shall know if you are happy.”


-Henri Frederic Amiel

Jun 18
Jul 4

(via moanarch-deactivated20121218)

"“Once upon a time, there was a boy. He lived in a village that no longer exists, in a house that no longer exists, on the edge of a field that no longer exists, where everything was discovered, and everything was possible. A stick could be a sword, a pebble could be a diamond, a tree, a castle. Once upon a time, there was a boy who lived in a house across the field, from a girl who no longer exists. They made up a thousand games. She was queen and he was king. In the autumn light her hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls, and when the sky grew dark, and they parted with leaves in their hair. Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.”"

- ― Nicole Krauss, The History of Love (via crazylifeofa)

Jul 9
Jul 12

“When all the world is spinning round like a red ballon way up in the clouds, and my feet will not stay on the ground, you anchor me back down.”

I love irony, and this book. :)
Jul 20

I love irony, and this book. :)

Jul 22

“Back From the Grave” - Chromatics

“In a white room, where the grass would grow, and the music was slow, all the pleasure and the pain washed away like rain.”

Aug 1
Aug 8

Be Yourself-Audioslave

Taking it back. :)

“Someone falls to pieces, sleeping all alone. Someone kills the pain, spinning in the silence, to finally drift away. Someone gets excited in a chapel yard, catches a bouquet. Another lays a dozen white roses on a grave. To be yourself, is all that you can do… Separate or united? Healthy or insane?”

Aug 22

Porcelain- “Sleeping at Last”

“So I reached in deeper, and pulled my whole wide world open. And for each broken mile, a billion, miracles happen at once. In everything, in everything… It’s all worth the wait, worth the weight.”

Aug 28

It’s Time: Imagine Dragons

“It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.“ 

-Stephen Chbosky, “The Perks of Being a Wallflower”

“Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.” 
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sep 8

“Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson