The Last Cookie

aminatou:

“Because many women, once released from marriage, seem to feel that it would take an act of madness to move back into a setup that involves not only housekeeping in all its manifold time-sucking beauty but also husband-keeping.”

ann, you are so right about this. we know this. DUH AFICIONADO MAGAZINE

Every intelligent thing said about love chooses between the far-fetched and the cynical as conduits; between that which cannot be believed and that which must not be believed.  Our interpretations and reinterpretations have reduced love into everyone’s personal UFO. There you spot it. There you don’t. Did you spot it? Maybe you didn’t. How do you know? Well you’ve heard stories. But there are few stories that say the only thing that matters. We need to learn how to love. Just like we learned every other mundane or fascinating thing that occupies our life. It hasn’t been said. Not quite enough. The universe is teaching you to get away, to ignore, to escape. Nothing is teaching you to learn…to stay.

So for a change, our teacher made us learn…through this film.

Watch it… please.

Give the ocean what I took from you so one day you could find it in the sand
And hold it in your hands again

copycats:

Sleep All Summer - The National and St. Vincent
originally by Crooked Fingers
(posted by sometimesagreatnotion)

(via Muzzle of Bees)

Hey Boy, Where’s your girlfriend?

This is SUCH a fun song :D

fred-wilson:

Hey Boy - The Magic Kids

a sixties beach boys sound for you all this morning

enjoy