January 2010
46 posts
So I think that I may be having some sort of...
Is it possible that indefinite and indefinable “possibility/possibilities” essentially lead to one’s own inability to make a decision? Is it perhaps that the quintessential principle of “possibility”, in its most lax form (and otherwise referred to as ‘freedom’), overwhelms the unguarded mind? For having too much choice ultimately makes choosing...
jesuisperdu:
I really don’t know what to do right now. It’s unnerving.
I am in the same position. The extent of my indecision is really starting to freak me out.
jesuisperdu:
murmure:
Dan Auerbach - Goin’...
“I’ve never known that kind of faith. It makes me so sad that the people...”
Listen
Perhaps they really are out there somewhere. Wanting to hold me by the waist and waltz in sync to Sam Cooke on my Father’s record player. Cradling my face and quelling my worries. Allowing me to love. And I know I shouldn’t worry; I’m still young, but I can’t help wondering, my darling…
Where are you?
andbygodtherewillbedancing:
So you will rot in the ground, and so you say, what the hell? Who cares? But you care, and somehow you don’t want to live just one life, which could be typed, which could be tossed off in a thumbnail sketch:” She was the sort of girl…” And end in 25 words or less. You want to live as many lives as you can… you’re a capitalist from way back… and because you’re...
