SNOOP.SCOOP.STALK.WALK
(via fuckyeahellen)
I Heart you.
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“If you could clear out all that space in your mind, you have a doorway. And you know what the universe would do?…rush in. “
“Everything will take care of itself.”
”“My self view is that I’m more cynical than romantic and I do appreciate the value of sarcasm. I’m not a jolly character, a life and soul of the party type and I suppose I asked for the misery tag. I just didn’t expect such a generous response!
However I dispute that I’m the Ambassador of Misery.”
“Tell me where I’m going…
Tell me where I’m bound…
Turn the pages over
Turn the world around
Open up the broken door for all lost will be found
Walk into the empty room but never make a sound
Oh tell me where I’m going
Tell me why I’m bound to tear the pages open
Turn the world around…
I’ve seen everybody
Everybody’s seen me
In the lookin’ glass
I’m in everybody
Everybody’s in me
In the stone is cast -
The glass is smashed
The past - it never says it
It never makes a sound
Whispered ways were chosen
Echoes will be found
Mirrors that were broken
Lay there on the ground
Though the way lies open
Will the way be found
Oh tell me where I’m going and
Tell me why I’m bound to tear the pages open
Turn the world around…
So the story goes it
Everybody knows it
Look into the past
We can’t live without it
We can’t live within it
Everything must pass
The change is cast…
I’ve seen everybody
Everybody’s seen me
In the lookin’ glass
I’m in everybody
Everybody’s in me
In the stone is cast -
The glass is smashed”
—
The La’s - Looking Glass
(via hellandmilk-)
PLAYBOY: How did you become a self-soother?
MAYER: I grew up in my own head. As soon as I lose that control, once I have to deal with someone else’s desires, I cut and run. I’m pretty culpable about being hard to live with. I have had a good run of imagining things into reality. I’ve got a huge streak of successes based on my own inventions. If you tell me I’m wrong or that I’m overthinking something, well, overthinking has given me everything in my career. I have a hard time not looking at anxiety disorder as being like an ATM. I can invent things really well. I mean, I have unbelievable orgasms alone. They’re always the best. They always end the way I want them to end. And I have such an ability to make believe, I can almost project something onto my wall, watch it and get off to it: sexually, musically, it doesn’t matter. When I meet somebody, I’m in a situation in which I can’t run it because another person is involved. That means letting someone else talk, not waiting for them to remind you of something interesting you had in mind.