“Did she develop alopecia immediately before leaving me? Did her distress over this condition contribute to her decision to leave? Should I call her up and reveal that I know her secret and promise to go wig shopping with her, or at least buy her a very cozy hat? So many questions, and no easy answers.”
Italo Calvino (via scrone-a-palooza)
Oh my thesis. How I long for you sometimes. I’ve read this book so many times I could probably recognize literally any line from it.
who has Spotify synced with their facebook or uses Washington Post Social Reader to get taken out back and Old Yellered.
This is my line in the sand.
Could I agree more? It’s like OKAY, YOUR MUSICAL TASTE IS COOLER THAN MINE, IF I GAVE A SHIT I’D…I’d…okay, sorry, I can’t think of a single possible scenario in which I’d give a shit. Sorry.