Just keep me where the light is!

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Sun, 03 Jun 2012 13:03:56 -0300

cloogle: sararye: mind-raped: 1920s - 1970s please. can...

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 13:02:17 -0300

sararye:

mind-raped:

1920s - 1970s please.

can everybody please dress like 1930? merci

I find fashion evolution fascinating

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Sat, 02 Jun 2012 13:53:47 -0300

"I need to write this. I’ve been traveling alone in Japan for the better part of three weeks now,..."

Sat, 02 Jun 2012 13:52:14 -0300

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I need to write this.

I’ve been traveling alone in Japan for the better part of three weeks now, and it’s been so remarkable an experience for me that I can’t book a ticket home yet. I haven’t spoken very much out loud these days, but I’ve been thinking to myself in what feels like surround sound. I can see so many things clearly, and feel so connected to myself and the world around me that I need to share the perspective with you.

I’m already aware that when I sing, say or write anything, fifty percent of the response will be in support of it and the other fifty will want to discount it. This blog, though, is directed to one hundred percent of people reading it. If my blog truly does have any cultural effect, then it should be used for more than just pictures of sneakers and funny YouTube videos. (If you don’t think my blog has any effect, than you can’t by definition be reading this right now and therefore don’t have to respond to it in any way. Isn’t that tidy?)

What I’m about to write isn’t about fame or success or celebrity or the media. That’s my business.

This is about us all.

This is about a level of self consciousness so high in my generation, that it’s actually toxic.

This is about the girl in her bedroom who poses in front of the camera she’s awkwardly holding in her outstretched hand. She’ll take a hundred photos until coming up with one she’s happy with, which inevitably looks nothing like her, and after she’s done poring over images of herself, will post one on her MySpace page and then write something like, “I don’t give a fuck what you think about me.”

This is about the person trying out for American Idol, who while going off about how confident they are that they were born ready to sing in front of the world, are trembling so badly they can hardly breathe.

This is about me, the guy who walks through a throng of photographers into a restaurant like he’s Paul Newman, but who leaves a “reject” pile of clothes in his closet so high that his cleaning lady can’t figure out how one man can step into so many pairs of pants in a week.

This is about a young guy who maintains a celebrity blog that subsists on tearing other people down but who has wrestled with a lifelong battle for acceptance as a gay man.

This is about us all. Every one of us. Who all seem to know deep down that it’s incredibly hard to be alive and interact with the world around us but will try and cover it up at any cost. For as badass and unaffected as we try to come off, we’re all just one sentence away from being brought to the edge of tears, if only it was worded right. And I don’t want to act immune to that anymore. I took the biggest detour from myself over the past year, since I decided that I wasn’t going to care about what people thought about me. I got to the point where I had so much padding on that, sure, I couldn’t feel the negativity, but that’s because I couldn’t feel much of anything. And I think I’m done with that.

I’m not the first person to admit we’re all self conscious, Kanye was. But what I want to do is to shed a little light on why we’re all in the same boat, no matter the shape of the life we lead: because every one of us were told since birth that we were special. We were spoken to by name through a television. We were promised we could be anything that we wanted to be, if only we believed it and then, faster than we saw coming, we were set loose into the world to shake hands with the millions of other people who were told the exact same thing.

And really? Really? It turns out we’re just not all that special, when you break it down. Beautifully unspectacular, actually. And that truth is going to catch up with us whether we want to run from it or not. The paparazzo following me to the gym ain’t gonna be Herb Ritts and the guy he’s following ain’t gonna be Bob Dylan. It’s just a matter of how old you are once you embrace that fact. And for me, thirty sounds about right.

What now, then? I can only really say for myself: enjoy who I am, the talents and the liabilities. Stop acting careless. In fact, care more. Be vulnerable but stay away from where it hurts. Read. See more shows. Of any kind. Rock shows, art shows, boat shows. Create more art. Wear hoodies to dinner. Carry a notebook and hand it to people when they passionately recommend something and ask them to write it down for me.

Root for others.

Give more and expect the same in return, but over time.

Act nervous when I’m nervous, puzzled when I don’t know what the hell to do, and smile when it all goes my way. And never in any other order than that.

And when it’s all over, whether at the end of this fabulous career or of this life, which I hope takes place at the same time, I should look back and say that I had it good and I made the most of it while I was able. And so should you.

I’m going quiet now.

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- John Mayer, A blog post written on March 27, 2008 (via aperfectbrick)

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Thu, 31 May 2012 23:10:28 -0300

I had a dream my life would be so different from this hell I’m...

Wed, 30 May 2012 17:26:34 -0300

I had a dream my life would be
so different from this hell I’m living
so different now from what it seems
now life has killed the dream I dreamed

demycrawley: what annoys me the most on the fact that I live in a place where English is not the...

Wed, 30 May 2012 14:53:53 -0300

demycrawley:

what annoys me the most on the fact that I live in a place where English is not the first language is that I have tons of amazing lines in English that would fit perfectly in certain kinds of conversations but I can’t fucking use them because no one would understand

anim4lia: You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your...

Wed, 30 May 2012 14:53:14 -0300

anim4lia:

You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?

That’s my favorite part of reading.

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Tue, 29 May 2012 16:49:17 -0300

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fuckyeahthinknerd: Kelly Clarkson - Cry (Feat. Lea Michele)

Tue, 29 May 2012 16:28:47 -0300

fuckyeahthinknerd:

Kelly Clarkson - Cry (Feat. Lea Michele)

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Tue, 29 May 2012 16:08:27 -0300

fuckyeahtattoos: Got this tattoo on 17/05/2012. It’s a quote...

Tue, 29 May 2012 12:48:04 -0300

fuckyeahtattoos:

Got this tattoo on 17/05/2012. It’s a quote from Eddard Stark, the character from Game of Thrones. I fell in love with the quote because it helps me reminding that it doesn’t matter how much I like to be alone, by myself, it is always important to keep in touch with people - it’s part of life’s survival guide.

PS: Yes, it hurts like shit to get a tattoo at this part of the body D:

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Sun, 27 May 2012 22:08:57 -0300

haha-l-m-a-o: #what iron man does when there is no crime to...

Sun, 27 May 2012 22:06:29 -0300

haha-l-m-a-o:

#what iron man does when there is no crime to fight #what iron man does when pepper refuses to let him go to an event #what iron man does when cap america wont play with him

Laugh, Scroll, Repeat.

wholove: fun. | Call Me Maybe (cover)

Sun, 27 May 2012 22:06:20 -0300

wholove:

fun. | Call Me Maybe (cover)

me: this is a bad idea and will only make me sad

Sun, 27 May 2012 19:31:12 -0300

me: this is a bad idea and will only make me sad
me: okay let's do it

typewrittenword: “Gravity” by John Mayer

Sat, 26 May 2012 22:50:27 -0300

typewrittenword:

“Gravity” by John Mayer

five places you want to go asked by anonymous↳ new york, usa

Sat, 26 May 2012 01:59:44 -0300

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