不知不覺不情不願又到巷子口
我沒有哭也沒有笑因為這是夢
Unknowingly, unwillingly,
I reached the crossroads
I didn’t cry, nor did I smile,
because this is a dream

5月 24th japanlove:

Dusk by JanneM on Flickr.
5月 23rd blackiscolorful:

Deoksugung, Seoul, Korea(2012)
5月 23rd
5月 23rd

Regrets by Casker
5月 23rd

kistybelle:

We are the generation of nostalgia. We grew up in the age of transition. From hand-written letters to electronic mails. From film to digital. We were fascinated by new things, neglecting the way we spend our afternoons. Cupcakes and tea. Play-Doh and Polly Pockets. Young and naive. Technology completely changed the way we waited and we grew up too fast. The simple things in life seems more meaningful now. We grew up in the age of transition and have become the generation of nostalgia.

5月 23rd
5月 23rd "That is what is wrong with cold people. Not that they have ice in their souls - we all have a bit of that - but that they insist every word and deed mirror that ice. They never learn the beauty or value of gesture. The emotional necessity. For them, it is all honesty before kindness, truth before art. Love is art, not truth. It’s like painting scenery."
Lorrie Moore, Self-Help (via larmoyante)
5月 23rd morino-ryoushi:

Q
5月 23rd "Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. there is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there."
Henry Miller (via 13neighbors)

(misfortunatesから)

5月 22nd