This blog is not a bubbly cute little fairytale with a colorful rainbow in it, but I hope you like it anyways.

young, live alone in a room, pretend much, likes espresso, dislikes unpleasantness


Serge Gainsbourg and Jane Birkin on compton beach, 1971.
by Andrew Birkin (source)
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
— Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum LP (via observando)



Chris Arundel by Emmanuel Giraud.
coffe on a Friday makes me happy

Tomorrow’s Journal #8 S/S 2014