Editor in chief of Specter. Occasional writer. Obligated by law to mention Brooklyn residence.

penamerican:

“Reading is like thinking, like praying, like talking to a friend, like expressing your ideas, like listening to other people’s ideas, like listening to music, like looking at the view, like taking a walk on the beach.” - Roberto Bolaño, 2666

penamerican:

“Reading is like thinking, like praying, like talking to a friend, like expressing your ideas, like listening to other people’s ideas, like listening to music, like looking at the view, like taking a walk on the beach.” - Roberto Bolaño, 2666

You can’t find intimacy—you can’t find home—when you’re always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood.
- Junot Díaz (via pastelbluesy)

fireland:

People about to get their minds blown by Purple Rain.

forever re-blog

I realized that I was holding on to something that didn’t exist anymore. That the person I missed didn’t exist anymore. People change.
- Sarah Ockler (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Understand, I’ll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I’ll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows, with only this one dream: You come too.
- Ranier Maria Rilke  (via kvtes)