Some days I thank my body for functioning when my heart & mind are elsewhere. Other days I thank my soul for holding me together when my body fails me. How are we so strong, yet so fragile?
“Every little thing just wants to be loved.” -The Secret Life of Bees
Capture the magic: After the Flood: a Compilation... →
martinrivas: Hi everyone. A bunch of NYC-based artists are joining together to release a benefit compilation album. It’s called After the Flood: a Compilation to Benefit Upstate New York Victims of Hurricane Irene. It will be a digital-only release, and we hope to have it available this Friday, 2 September…
In the passenger seat of Christina Morelli’s car driving through Times Square in the midst of tourist panic due to Irene. I look up and say “Aw, Times Square is so”… WHAM!!!! Christina NAILS a rickshaw driver (with passengers) and the driver goes FLYING off the bike. Everyone’s ok… But I can’t stop my “nervous reaction”—- hysterical...
See, now France makes SENSE! All the men go ‘topless’ at the beach… isn’t it logical that women should be ‘allowed’ to, too? Anyways, there are no pictures of me at the beach today ;P (At least, none that I am aware of)
Funny how you just “recall” a foreign language in some situations… “Our car has either been stolen or towed! Where is the police station?” just came to me in perfect French… along with all the other vocabulary and grammar I thought I had forgotten to get me through once I GOT to the police station. Turned out to be a GREAT evening, though :D… Even though...
Very dark-smokey-eye-makeup is a result of running on no sleep and this CRAZY HAIR is a result of being locked out of my apartment/the rain/thinking taking my hair out of the braids it has been in for 2 days would be a good idea. Cameras… Please have mercy on me tonight.
Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you...– Ray Bradbury (via christinamorelli)
Sometimes you don’t get to decide which you want more, you have to decide which you want less… But you get to decide.
Trains are meant to run on tracks, but we’re not trains. When our lives and the lives of people we love go off course, crash, hurt, burn… just know that LIKE trains, humans have a tendency to get back on track. And all will run smoothly… until we hit the next loose bolt. ;)