September 2011
129 posts
1 tag
I’ve always rejected being understood. To be understood is to prostitute...
– Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via escriptor)
1 tag
8 tags
8 tags
I'm quiet.: on fuck- →
inwardheartbeats:
This is the antidote to my lack of use of this word. This starting point, this ticket to the straight edged young men who wear leather jackets and are of few words. One of them being this. I look inside myself and in amongst the treasured rivers of insults that run deep down my veins I do not find…
Man…I don’t wanna say this word anymore…. thanks.
5 tags
2 tags
5 tags
5 tags
why
do I suck at people?
11 tags
5 tags
3 tags
6 tags
sometimes
I look at someones “blog” and I think about following them, but then I notice that they have the same stuff at the other 100+ people that I am following…
Original doesn’t exist.
6 tags
3 tags
9 tags
Why use weight rather than volume? →
iupaca:
When we bake at home, we generally use volume measurements. It’s the way mom makes cookies, the way grandma makes biscuits; it’s just generally what is done. Well, let’s take a look at why professional chefs and bakers don’t do that.
When I walked into baking class on the first day and saw a…
3 tags
6 tags
4 tags
1 tag
Jammin’ Ryan Adams alllllllllllllll night.
4 tags
4 tags
1 tag
11 tags
1 tag
3 tags
1 tag
4 tags
Tremble by Aligning Minds
2 tags
3 tags
Someday I will go to the French Laundry.
1 tag
1 tag
vulgur:
glamydia:
a stretch we learned at church camp (◕‿◕✿)
omfg
good times.
5 tags
6 tags
3 tags
7 tags
2 tags