Have a heart <3
Have a heart <3
Via Spin Magazine:
ERIC CHURCH, “Homeboy”
The gut-ripping, country-rock saga of a small-town family hysterically projecting their fears onto a lone Yelawolf fan with a neck tat. Unfair, but plausible. While I am partial to most country music, something about Eric Church just encapsulates all of the reasons with which I am proud to be from a small town and enjoy bingeing on country music. One of the top twenty songs of 2011, not too shabby….
This is one of those songs I would put on repeat and just let the tears flow, feeling a sense of rumination spread throughout amidst connecting with the words of the song. Not knowing exactly where I wanted to be going and not entirely sure of who I was in a moment of being put to the test. Love this song. FLEET FOXES, “Helplessness Blues”
An earnest orphan raised by ’60s wolves turns up on the doorstep of 2011, tries to write a generational folk anthem, muddles allegiances, imagines he owns a frickin’ orchard — poignant confusion reigns.
Learn to love solitude – to be more alone with yourselves. The problem with young people is their carrying out noisy and aggressive actions not to feel lonely – and this is a sad thing – the individual must learn to be on his own as a child – for this doesn’t mean to be alone: it means not get bored with oneself which is a very dangerous symptom, almost a disease.
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I like people with depth, I like people with emotion, I like people with a strong mind, an interesting mind, a twisted mind, and also someone that can make me smile.
Abbey Lee Kershaw (via mykindafairytalee)
I concur. Those who desire as much as I desire. And need. Breathe. Cry. And most of all who laugh.
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Purely gorgeous lady.
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When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder.
Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calendar that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from a chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table.
I spent my life learning to feel less.
Every day I felt less.
Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.
From one of my all time favorite books:
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer (via loveyourchaos)
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Synth Heartbreak anyone?
Alex Winston -“Locomotive”
“….the distance between two lovers hearts and minds while glinting folk pop illuminates the same bittersweet space…” [Spin, May 2011]
Adorable.
Real.
Fragile.
Marilyn <3
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