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Quote 20 Nov 842 notes
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: “If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.” It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
— Steve Jobs (via saddest-summer)
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(Source: icanread)

via i can read.
Text 3 Nov where our destination lies

You say you don’t want to know where this road goes
As you follow its twist and its turns
If I’m gonna be someone equally free
There are things that i must unlearn

I’d say it’s safe to surmise there’ll be storms at times
Cause you’re a wind so blustery and cold
And down our cheeks the rain will fall in sheets
Till the sun warms us both

The pavement’s the drum and we’re waltzing in beat
The rhythm of the sound of our shoes on the street
I’ll take care of you if you take care of me
Take care of me

You say you don’t want to know where this road goes
Cause you don’t want to spoil the surprise
We will see you’re eventually
Where our destination lies
Where our destination lies

- Ben Gibbard
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jjx9TPXZEu0

Quote 31 Oct
To love means to open ourselves to the negative as well as the positive - to grief, sorrow, and disappointment as well as to joy, fulfillment, and an intensity of consciousness we did not know was possible before.
- Rollo May
Text 18 Oct 1 note as a general rule of thumb

• don’t talk about yourself all the time. you can do that in your own free time. to the mirror. 

• shit should come out from your ass, not your mouth. 

• have an opinion. but have some sense to realise it’s not the only one that matters.

• a little humility goes a long way. 

Photo 11 Oct 776 notes 
Blackbird singing in the dead of nightTake these broken wings and learn to flyAll your life You were only waiting For this moment to ariseBlackbird singing in the dead of nightTake these  sunken eyes and  learn to  seeAll your life You were only waiting For this moment to be freeBlackbird flyBlackbird flyIn to the light of  a dark black nightBlackbird singing in the dead of nightTake these broken wings and learn to flyAll your life You were only waiting For this moment to be freeBlackbird fly Blackbird flyIn to the light of a dark black nightBlackbird singing in the dead of nightTake these broken wings and learn to flyAll your life You were only waiting For this moment to ariseYou were only waiting For this moment to be freeYou were only waiting For this moment to be freeFor this moment to be free
BLACKBIRD BEATLES

love this song. and it’s been stuck in my head for a few days.this week’s homework on the geetar.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
For this moment to be free

BLACKBIRD BEATLES

love this song. and it’s been stuck in my head for a few days.
this week’s homework on the geetar.

(Source: wickedwitchofoz)

Text 13 Sep lunch

You wonder sometimes about the paths you’ve taken. With little or no regret, of course. But you do tend to imagine how different things may have been.

You peer into other people’s lives and for a split second you wonder if it could have been yours. What if you were the husband? What if you were the father? What if you were the dickhead? 

Life’s too short to be spent contemplating. But sometimes, it’s worth remembering that we could have been a million other places instead of here. 

And perhaps that puts a little bit more magic into being here now, just as we are.   

Text 9 Sep shine on you crazy diamond

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun
Shine on you crazy diamond
Now there’s a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky
Shine on you crazy diamond

You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom, blown on the steel breeze
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine 

You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon
Shine on you crazy diamond
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light
Shine on you crazy diamond

Well you wore out your welcome with random precision, rode on the steel breeze
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine

- Pink Floyd
13 minutes of epic-ness. right up there in my fav songs of all time list. 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLKiMbC6s2k 


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