Saturday, December 31, 2011
my pretty picture of a house that is being rained upon….

my pretty picture of a house that is being rained upon….

Tuesday, December 6, 2011
japanlove:

Videotog by doyleshafer on Flickr.
awesome! this photographer took a photo of Kim Jae Wook (Coffee Prince, Antique Bakery). It’s kinda funny that the photographer didn’t know this guy is famous xD

 ahh >v<

japanlove:

Videotog by doyleshafer on Flickr.

awesome! this photographer took a photo of Kim Jae Wook (Coffee Prince, Antique Bakery). It’s kinda funny that the photographer didn’t know this guy is famous xD

 ahh >v<

Monday, December 5, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
phyx:


caleykush:

Words that don’t exist in the english language:
L’esprit d’escalier: (French) The feeling you get after leaving a conversation, when you think of all the things you should have said. Translated it means “the spirit of the staircase.”
Waldeinsamkeit: (German) The feeling of being alone in the woods.
Meraki: (Greek) Doing something with soul, creativity, or love.
Forelsket: (Norwegian) The euphoria you experience when you are first falling in love.
Gigil: (Filipino) The urge to pinch or squeeze something that is unbearably cute.
Pochemuchka: (Russian) A person who asks a lot of questions.
Pena ajena: (Mexican Spanish) The embarrassment you feel watching someone else’s humiliation.
Cualacino: (Italian) The mark left on a table by a cold glass.
Ilunga: (Tshiluba, Congo) A person who is ready to forgive any abuse for the first time, to tolerate it a second time, but never a third time.


forever reblogi don’t know how many times it’s been 

phyx:

caleykush:

Words that don’t exist in the english language:

L’esprit d’escalier: (French) The feeling you get after leaving a conversation, when you think of all the things you should have said. Translated it means “the spirit of the staircase.”

Waldeinsamkeit: (German) The feeling of being alone in the woods.

Meraki: (Greek) Doing something with soul, creativity, or love.

Forelsket: (Norwegian) The euphoria you experience when you are first falling in love.

Gigil: (Filipino) The urge to pinch or squeeze something that is unbearably cute.

Pochemuchka: (Russian) A person who asks a lot of questions.

Pena ajena: (Mexican Spanish) The embarrassment you feel watching someone else’s humiliation.

Cualacino: (Italian) The mark left on a table by a cold glass.

Ilunga: (Tshiluba, Congo) A person who is ready to forgive any abuse for the first time, to tolerate it a second time, but never a third time.

forever reblog
i don’t know how many times it’s been 

Friday, November 11, 2011
japanlove:

edogawa fleurs d’été by brewskizzlr on Flickr.
Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge & lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything that needs to be known. ~ A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh (via conflictingheart)
Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire Jorge Luis Borges (via quote-book)
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danceyrselfclean:

The Bandana Splits, Everyday Is Like Sunday (Morrissey cover)

Seriously can The Bandana Splits just cover Morrissey or The Smiths every single day.  These girls are the most delightful hotnesses on the planet.  Fresh off of having their stellar song Sometimes close out a season 3 episode of Bored To Death, the gals are back with a cover of Morrissey’s Everyday Is Like Sunday.  In honor of reaching 1000 likes on Facebook we get this greatness.  At times like this I guess it’s safe to say thank you Mark Zuckerberg!  Seriously this is the Morrissey cover you always wanted to hear.  

When you are attracted to people, it’s because of the details. Their kindness. Their eyes. The fact that they can get you to laugh when you need it the most. Jodi Picoult, Sing You Home (via beaucoeur)

(Source: simply-quotes)

When he looked into her dark eyes, and saw that her lips were poised between a laugh and silence, he learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke – the language that everyone on earth was capable of understanding in their heart. It was love. Something older than humanity, more ancient than the desert. Paulo Coelho | The Alchemist (via blogut)