Emily Tucker
We are what we do.
Saturday 29 February 2020
Tuesday 30 December 2014
2015: Be the first to dance
http://www.buzzfeed.com/maggyvaneijk/candy-crush-invites-are-a-no-go#.ru7N42m5l
Sunday 26 October 2014
Karen O - The Moon Song
I'm lying on the moon
My dear, I'll be there soon
It's a quiet, starry place
Times were swallowed up
In space we're here a million miles away
My dear, I'll be there soon
It's a quiet, starry place
Times were swallowed up
In space we're here a million miles away
There's things I wish I knew
There's no thing I'd keep from you
It's a dark and shiny place
But with you my dear
I'm safe and we're a million miles away
There's no thing I'd keep from you
It's a dark and shiny place
But with you my dear
I'm safe and we're a million miles away
We're lying on the moon
It's a perfect afternoon
Your shadow follows me all day
Making sure that I'm okay and
We're a million miles away
It's a perfect afternoon
Your shadow follows me all day
Making sure that I'm okay and
We're a million miles away
Tuesday 7 October 2014
Wednesday 13 August 2014
Tuesday 12 August 2014
Wednesday 28 May 2014
Maya Angelou in fifteen quotes
"If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude. Don't complain." Maya Angelou
www.theguardian.com/books/2014/may/28/maya-angelou-in-fifteen-quotes
www.theguardian.com/books/2014/may/28/maya-angelou-in-fifteen-quotes
Thursday 10 April 2014
Monday 7 April 2014
She was never yours to keep
She was the first.
She was a yank in your stomach
and an ache in your bones.
She was a galaxy sleeping next to you,
a swirling mess of stars and dust and light,
and she was home when you lost your way;
her arms strong and steady,
her chest warm and familiar.
She was the first yawn in the morning,
barely awake but beaming,
her lips soft on your shoulder,
and you could never,
you could never have imagined
you would ever love someone
quite like this.
She was the first that made you cautious
but the last to make you worry,
and There. There is where you love her.
There, in the lull of the evening,
when her hands had made their way
idly to your hair
and you felt a tug at your heart
and a hitch in your breath
when she kissed your temple.
She treaded lightly while you stumbled,
she was grace when you were mayhem,
she was the calm of the storm
when you were lost out at sea.
She was the fire you felt in your lungs
and the guilt that rooted itself in your chest
because she was too good, too good, too good
for you, and you knew it all too well.
She was a fleeting moment,
brief, passing, momentary,
but she was also an eternity,
and when someone asks you
what your favorite number is,
you will say Her,
because she is still your favorite infinity.
l.a.o, she was never yours to keep
She was a yank in your stomach
and an ache in your bones.
She was a galaxy sleeping next to you,
a swirling mess of stars and dust and light,
and she was home when you lost your way;
her arms strong and steady,
her chest warm and familiar.
She was the first yawn in the morning,
barely awake but beaming,
her lips soft on your shoulder,
and you could never,
you could never have imagined
you would ever love someone
quite like this.
She was the first that made you cautious
but the last to make you worry,
and There. There is where you love her.
There, in the lull of the evening,
when her hands had made their way
idly to your hair
and you felt a tug at your heart
and a hitch in your breath
when she kissed your temple.
She treaded lightly while you stumbled,
she was grace when you were mayhem,
she was the calm of the storm
when you were lost out at sea.
She was the fire you felt in your lungs
and the guilt that rooted itself in your chest
because she was too good, too good, too good
for you, and you knew it all too well.
She was a fleeting moment,
brief, passing, momentary,
but she was also an eternity,
and when someone asks you
what your favorite number is,
you will say Her,
because she is still your favorite infinity.
l.a.o, she was never yours to keep
Sunday 9 March 2014
7 Reasons Why You Should Travel Alone At Least Once In Your Life
http://thoughtcatalog.com/yara-coelho/2013/12/7-reasons-why-you-should-travel-alone-at-least-once-in-your-life/
Don’t date a girl who travels
She's the one with the messy unkempt hair colored by the sun. Her skin is now far from fair like it once was. Not even sunkissed. It's burnt with multiple tan lines, wounds and bites here and there. But for every flaw on her skin, she has an interesting story to tell.
Don’t
date a girl who travels. She is hard to please. The usual dinner-movie
date at the mall will suck the life out of her. Her soul craves for new
experiences and adventures. She will be unimpressed with your new car
and your expensive watch. She would rather climb a rock or jump out of
an airplane than hear you brag about it.
Don’t
date a girl who travels because she will bug you to book a flight every
time there’s an airline seat sale. She wont party at Republiq. And she
will never pay over $100 for Avicii because she knows that one weekend
of clubbing is equivalent to one week somewhere far more exciting.
Chances
are, she can’t hold a steady job. Or she’s probably daydreaming about
quitting. She doesn’t want to keep working her ass off for someone
else’s dream. She has her own and is working towards it. She is a
freelancer. She makes money from designing, writing, photography or
something that requires creativity and imagination. Don’t waste her time
complaining about your boring job.
Don’t
date a girl who travels. She might have wasted her college degree and
switched careers entirely. She is now a dive instructor or a yoga
teacher. She’s not sure when the next paycheck is coming. But she
doesn’t work like a robot all day, she goes out and takes what life has
to offer and challenges you to do the same.
Don’t
date a girl who travels for she has chosen a life of uncertainty. She
doesn’t have a plan or a permanent address. She goes with the flow and
follows her heart. She dances to the beat of her own drum. She doesn’t
wear a watch. Her days are ruled by the sun and the moon. When the waves
are calling, life stops and she will be oblivious to everything else
for a moment. But she has learned that the most important thing in life
isn’t surfing.
Don’t
date a girl who travels as she tends to speak her mind. She will never
try to impress your parents or friends. She knows respect, but isn’t
afraid to hold a debate about global issues or social responsibility.
She
will never need you. She knows how to pitch a tent and screw her own
fins without your help. She cooks well and doesn’t need you to pay for
her meals. She is too independent and wont care whether you travel with
her or not. She will forget to check in with you when she arrives at her
destination. She’s busy living in the present. She talks to strangers.
She will meet many interesting, like-minded people from around the world
who share her passion and dreams. She will be bored with you.
So
never date a girl who travels unless you can keep up with her. And if
you unintentionally fall in love with one, don’t you dare keep her. Let
her go.
https://medium.com/better-humans/802c49b9141c
https://medium.com/better-humans/802c49b9141c
Tuesday 18 February 2014
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