What the shit Melbourne. 41° at 5pm…

What the shit Melbourne. 41° at 5pm…

I’m in Melbourne.

I’m in Melbourne.

"foam of the year"

today i saw jitterbug tina in the flesh. it was glorious.

"See, in the darkest time on my journey along my road, the sun broke out over that horizon. My eyes were bleak and weary. I was stumbling. But it peaked just enough to bring light to my path. I promise you, persevere just a little longer, and the sun will shine on you as well. I want you to live. I want you to actively pursue the idea of making your life better. It is not easy. It can be downright awful at times, but I promise you that sun is coming. I promise you it is."

L just sent this to me.  It was written by a TWLOHA intern.  She said it made her think of me.  I’m both touched and upset that this is how friends see me.

How can I just let you walk away
Just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you (ooh..)
You’re the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me
When all I can do is watch you leave?

I would argue that there is no worse feeling than the unavoidable absence of something that should by every reasonable definition, still be there.

How do you politely tell someone that you want them naked on top of you

(via notjayzsproblem)

good memories are fleeting.

good memories are fleeting.

just for this

just for this