You don’t share me. You own me.

“You tend to get told that the world is the way it is, but life can be much broader once you discover one simple fact; and that is that everything around you that you call life was made up by people no smarter than you … Once you learn that, you’ll never be the same again.”

Steve Jobs

“If you truly love a book, you should sleep with it, write in it, read aloud from it, and fill its pages with muffin crumbs.”

Anne Fadiman

“You just do it. You force yourself to get up. You force yourself to put one foot before the other, and God damn it, you refuse to let it get to you. You fight. You cry. You curse. Then you go about the business of living. That’s how I’ve done it. There’s no other way.”

— Elizabeth Taylor

You were so busy trying to be my savior that you left me all alone.

Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it´s the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open.

In the calculus of feelings, you never really know how one person’s absence will affect you more than another’s.

We were both music-obsessed, each in our own way. If we didn’t entirely understand the other person’s obsession, it didn’t matter, because we understood our own.

We spend much of our lives practicing our social skills and we’ve been conditioned, in some ways, to think that there’s a time and a place for everything we could possibly want to say. We’re concerned about how others might react if we let them know how we feel in what we perceive as the wrong context. So we hold it all in. And, as a result, we will never say the wrong thing at the wrong time—we will never have moments of awkwardness. We can avoid those moments that can seem devastating when they happen…

But we also miss out on the chance to connect with people. We miss out on the chance to tell others how they’ve affected our lives. We miss out on the chance that they might feel the same way about us. There are so many things that we choose to keep to ourselves; things that we’re sometimes dying to share with others and… I don’t know, I just think that it’s a tragedy that we choose not to. And I think it’s a tragedy that this choice is almost a knee-jerk reaction because we live in a society where we prefer to be ignorant if the truth doesn’t confirm something we already want to hear.



“He’d loved her once and he’d never stopped loving her, and seeing her tonight hadn’t changed that simple truth. But closing his eyes, he realized something else as well, something he hadn’t expected… It was one thing after all to know his feelings for her hadn’t changed; it was another thing entirely to face the future knowing with certainty that they never would.”

Nicholas Sparks, The Best of Me

Never mind, I'll find someone like you,  
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,  
Don't forget me, I beg,  
I remember you said,  
"Sometimes it lasts in love,  
But sometimes it hurts instead" (X)

Banksy’s contribution to Occupy London: A brand new sculpture featuring a panhandling Rich “Uncle” Pennybags on an accessorized Monopoly board (complete with obligatory Tox shoutout).

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Christian Louboutin for his 20th Anniversary Book (ft. Mika)

Beyonce’s new video, Party

Ellen DeGeneres wants you to save a turkey
Comedian teams with Farm Sanctuary to urge Americans to start a more compassionate tradition this Thanksgiving by adopting a turkey, rather than eating one.


There is a huge plastic waste dump site in the Pacific Ocean that is twice the size of the continental United States.

It is estimated that 10 percent of the world’s plastic waste finds its way into the sea and slowly but surely most of it ends up in the Pacific Ocean.

A campaign asking Nasty Gal to remove fur from their clothing line happened – and they did it! They were recently contacted for a written confirmation on their fur policy (in order to get them on the Humane Society’s list of Fur-Free Retailers), and their lovely marketing manager replied with the news that while they are very committed to keeping their new merchandise fur-free, some of their vintage items (which make up a small part of their business) may contain authentic fur- so shop with caution.  Personally I’m thrilled by their decision to leave real fur out of their new items, and I give them major kudos for being honest about their policy.



So, in conclusion, while my first choice is always to shop with 100% cruelty-free companies like Vaute Couture & Alternative Outfitters, if you need a fashion fix from a major retailer, I definitely encourage you to support 99% fur-free Nasty Gal (and AVOID fur-heavy stores like INTERMIX who continue to profit from the death trade).

PS- If you have a minute, send them a tweet or facebook message thanking them for ridding their shop of new furs!  They’ll definitely pay attention.


…Worth it, INTERMIX?

Of course not. The animals can’t speak for themselves- but you can. Make your voice heard here.

“And so I could not imagine her as a person who could feel fear, who could feel isolation in a roomful of people, who could be shy about her record collection because it was too personal to share. Someone who might read travel books to escape having to live in the town many people escape to. Someone who- because no one thought she was a person- had no one to really talk to.”

Paper Towns by John Green

Most of the time—99 percent of the time—you just don’t know how and why the threads are looped together, and that’s okay. Do a good thing and something bad happens. Do a bad thing and something good happens. Do nothing and everything explodes.

And very, very rarely—by some miracle of chance and coincidence, butterflies beating their wings just so and all the threads hanging together for a minute—you get the chance to do the right thing.

“You can’t choose what stays and what fades away.”

Florence + the Machine

“For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return.”

Leonardo da Vinci

“Walking away may hurt for a while, but your heart will eventually heal. Then you can choose what you really want. You will find that you don’t need to trust others as much as you need to trust yourself to make the right choices.”

The Four Agreements, Don Miguel Ruiz

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Too many people are out there hurting for us to sit around and do nothing.

‘Forks Over Knives’ turns Russell Brand vegan
Comedian says he’s dropped the dairy after viewing documentary on how eating animal products impacts health and well-being.

Brigitte Bardot tells Japan to stop whaling
The former screen siren has joined forces with Sea Shepherd to call on Japan to halt its ‘campaign of death’ in the annual Antarctic whale hunt.

the future of this world is in our hands. shape your world. or someone else will.

Concerned New York residents are calling for an investigation after a carriage horse knelt down and died in the middle of a busy Manhattan street Sunday.

En route to Central Park near 54th and 8th Ave, a large white horse used by the NYC carriage industry knelt down and died in the middle of the road. The law enforcement unit of the New York ASPCA is one of the groups calling for an investigation telling theNew York Daily News, “The ASPCA has long believed that carriage horses were never meant to live and work in today’s urban setting.” A no-brainer for anyone who knows anything about horses, but still the industry persists.

Horses in the NYC carriage industry are forced to work nine hours a day in almost every weather condition. They spend their entire lives pounding their sensitive hooves on hard pavement while they navigate some of the most reckless and dangerous traffic conditions. At the end of their lives, when they’ve been worked to exhaustion, many are sold to slaughterhouses where they are butchered and sold for meat.

The life of a carriage horse is no walk in the park. If they don’t die the streets, these gentle and caring horses are worked to the brink of death and slaughtered all to turn a quick buck for their owner.

Enough is enough, end the use of carriage horses now.

Americans spend a scary amount of money on Halloween. This year, we’ll treat ourselves to $6.9 billion worth of costumes, candy and decorations — including $310 million for pet costumes alone. Even more frightful: We consume an average of 24.7 pounds of candy each year, most of it around Halloween.


73 million sharks are killed for their fins, annually. 

I am Alice in Wonderland. Watch me fall.

It’s a lie, you know, to pretend that nothing is important to you. It’s hiding. Believe me, I know because I hid for a long time. But now I won’t do it anymore. The truth is bioluminescent. I don’t lie, and I don’t waste time on people who do.

The only person I ever let break my heart is myself- in the beds of my lovers I am destined to disappear. On sheets of linen I lie until about two o’clock these days, lips tasting like sweet wine and weak tea in the morning, always strung out of Sartre and chemical dream-catchers. The library gives me nervous eyes and waiters wont arbitrate my own disputes, side road people in parking lots do their waltzes and I am much too cold to dance, so I wait for a one-way train to deliver me my safety and let the problems decline. At one time I used to stretch out beneath stars, now I rest beneath a blue marked map, little dots where Jack and Neil stole a car or ate an apple pie. I lie here alone unlike they ever did, tied to strings on the ceiling, fish in seas of constellation. Here you’ll find little bits of me hidden: in the waves of oceans I’ve never crossed, in the pockets of the jackets I remove. Little bits of me, none yet dry on the canvas.

We all have that friend who we can’t be serious with.



When you’re struggling with something, look at all the people around you and realize that every single person you see is struggling with something, and to them, it’s just as hard as what you’re going through.

I’m made of dreams and goals. I am made of misheard whispers in the dark. I am made of glances across crowded rooms. Of the closeness of strangers in a line outside a movie. I am made of the flight routes that take me home. I am made of ghost notes, from songs you never heard. So forgive my absence. But I was never really here to begin with, anyway.

Why was Snow White given an apple with poison? To show that some people just pretend to be kind to you for a hidden agenda. Looks can be deceiving. Not everyone is really who they say they are.

Why did Cinderella run away when the clock turned 12? To remind us that everything has its limits, even dreams.

Why did Ariel decide to exchange her tail for feet? To convey that people need to be willing to lose something to reach their goals, just to be happy.

Why did Aurora sleep for 100 years? To tell us that you might have to wait for some time for your true love to come along, but it’s worth it.

Why did Princess Jasmine fall for Aladdin? To let us know that what the heart wants, it wants no matter what.

Why was Belle in love with a Beast? To remind us that you can’t really help what’s on the outside, but if the inside is beautiful, that’s what really counts.

Cinderella walked on broken glass, Sleeping Beauty let a whole lifetime pass, Belle fell in love with a hideous beast, Jasmine married a common thief, Ariel walked on land for love and life. Snow White barely escaped a knife, it was all about blood, sweat, and tears because love means facing your biggest fears.

College is rough. College severs some bonds and solidifies others…it puts a distance between you and the ones you love. But it teaches you so much. It forces your real friends to come to the front, while the rest take their places in the shadows of your memories. In college you lose some people — but through real friendship and the strength of the soul (which is where real friends join as one) you keep the ones you will need most in your life.

You think because he doesn’t love you that you are worthless. You think that because he doesn’t want you anymore that he is right — that his judgment and opinion of you are correct. If he throws you out, then you are garbage. You think he belongs to you because you want to belong to him. Don’t. It’s a bad word, ‘belong.’ Especially when you put it with somebody you love. Love shouldn’t be like that. Did you ever see the way the clouds love a mountain? They circle all around it; sometimes you can’t even see the mountain for the clouds. But you know what? You go up top and what do you see? His head. The clouds never cover the head. His head pokes through, beacuse the clouds let him; they don’t wrap him up. They let him keep his head up high, free, with nothing to hide him or bind him. You can’t own a human being. You can’t lose what you don’t own. Suppose you did own him. Could you really love somebody who was absolutely nobody without you? You really want somebody like that? Somebody who falls apart when you walk out the door? You don’t, do you? And neither does he. You’re turning over your whole life to him. Your whole life, girl. And if it means so little to you that you can just give it away, hand it to him, then why should it mean any more to him? He can’t value you more than you value yourself.

“I’ve never been lonely. I’ve been in a room — I’ve felt suicidal. I’ve been depressed. I’ve felt awful — awful beyond all — but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me…or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I’ve never been bothered with because I’ve always had this terrible itch for solitude. It’s being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I’ll quote Ibsen, “The strongest men are the most alone.” I’ve never thought, “Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I’ll feel good.” No, that won’t help. You know the typical crowd, “Wow, it’s Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?” Well, yeah. Because there’s nothing out there. It’s stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I’ve never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn’t want to hide in factories. That’s all. Sorry for all the millions, but I’ve never been lonely. I like myself. I’m the best form of entertainment I have. Let’s drink more wine!”

Charles Bukowski

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Twenty years ago, the number of animals dying of tortures through the practice of vivisection was astronomical, estimated at 400,000 per day world wide, and growing at an annual rate of five percent. Today that number is almost beyond comprehension. 19,000 per minute. 10 billion per year.

“An enlightened person looks at a learned person, an outcast, even a cow, an elephant, or a dog with an equal eye.”

the first casualty of war is truth

A picture began circulating in November. It should be “The Picture of 
the Year,”… or perhaps, “Picture of the Decade.” It won’t be. In fact, 
unless you obtained a copy of the U.S. paper which published it, you 
probably would never have seen it.

The picture is that of a 
21-week-old unborn baby named Samuel Alexander Armas, who is being 
operated on by surgeon named Joseph Bruner. The baby was diagnosed with 
spina bifida and would not survive if removed from his mother’s womb. 
Little Samuel’s mother, Julie Armas, is an obstetrics nurse in Atlanta. 
She knew of Dr. Bruner’s remarkable surgical procedure. Practicing at 
Vanderbilt University Medical Center in Nashville, he performs these 
special operations while the baby is still in the womb.

the procedure, the doctor removes the uterus via C-section and makes a 
small incision to operate on the baby. As Dr. Bruner completed the 
surgery on Samuel, the little guy reached his tiny, but fully developed 
hand through the incision and firmly grasped the surgeon’s finger. Dr. 
Bruner was reported as saying that when his finger was grasped, it was 
the most emotional moment of his life, and that for an instant during 
the procedure he was just frozen, totally immobile.

photograph captures this amazing event with perfect clarity. The editors
titled the picture, “Hand of Hope.” The text explaining the picture 
begins, “The tiny hand of 21-week-old fetus Samuel Alexander Armas 
emerges from the mother’s uterus to grasp the finger of Dr. Joseph 
Bruner as if thanking the doctor for the gift of life.”

Samuel’s mother said they “wept for days” when they saw the picture. She
said, “The photo reminds us pregnancy isn’t about disability or an 
illness, it’s about a little person” Samuel was born in perfect health, 
the operation 100 percent successful.

Frozen Tsunami Waves in Antarctica caused by earthquakes

A dramatic picture taken by Michael Nolan has been dubbed the face of Mother Nature crying on a canvas of melting ice and cascading water on a Norwegian Glacier. Michael Nolan is a marine photographer and environmental lecturer. He has captured this picture while on an annual voyage to observe the glacier and surrounding wildlife. It’s best to quote Nolan’s words on this:

“This is how one would imagine mother nature would express her sentiments about our inability to reduce global warming. It seemed an obvious place for her to appear, on a retreating ice shelf, crying.”

Rhino poaching has increased 2000% in 3 years.

Africa’s rhinos face their worst poaching crisis in decades with sophisticated organised crime syndicates killing more than 800 animals in the past three years, conservationists said yesterday.
The two horns on each rhinoceros sell for high prices on the black market in South-east Asia, where they are believed to have medicinal properties.
Vietnam, where the horn is ground down for medicines, is repeatedly implicated in the South African poaching trade.
The Swiss-based International Union for Conservation of Nature said poaching of the two different species of African rhinos is on the rise in South Africa, Zimbabwe and Kenya. South Africa alone lost 333 rhinos last year and has lost more than 70 this year so far, according to IUCN.

Every year in America, without mercy, we murder 10 billion land animals, and 18 billion marine animals. Not for health, survival, sustenance or self-defense.

Someone’s sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago

While we patiently await the commercial availability of the device that turns drawings into toys, Child’s Own Studio has taken matters into its own hands — literally — designing stuffed animals from crudely-drawn illustrations sent in by children.

Cost depends on how labor-intensive the doll is, and is provided on a case by case basis. Each toy takes approximately 2-to-4 weeks to produce, but can be rushed if you absolutely must have it yesterday.

A sudden surge in traffic has the company’s site down for the count, but, mercifully, their Flickr photostream is still online.

There is one important thing the Child’s Own Studio FAQ page neglected to answer: What does Maddox think about all this?

Boo the Pomeranian — the Web’s favorite disturbingly cute animal — has already been the subject of one book, ”Boo: The Life of the World’s Cutest Dog.”

“Boo’s popularity is completely deserved. He smiles for the camera and is so easy to work with,” [Gretchen LeMaistre, the photographer behind the book], told us by phone, presumably with a straight face… “He has some angles that are better than others; we primarily shoot him from the front,” LeMaistre admitted.

The Pom has become so popular, in fact, that the identity of Boo’s owner and even his state of residence are being kept secret for “safety reasons.”

This Roman couple’s been holding hands for 1,500 years.

The couple’s skeletal remains, side-by-side, hands locked in eternal union, were discovered during construction work in Northern Italy.

Reports say Moammar Gadhafi amassed a $200 billion worldwide fortune, making him possibly the world’s richest man, while average Libyans earned just $12,000 each year.

The latest estimate of the strongman’s net worth, reported in the Los Angeles Times, is the largest yet, and suggests that the former dictator spent decades stockpiling lucrative holdings in foreign investments while the average Libyan earned just $12,000 each year.

Gadhafi’s massive portfolio included everything from lavish hotels in London and Russia to stock in Goldman Sachs and Italian soccer teams.

None of those assets, of course, helped Gadhafi on Thursday when he was dragged from a drainage pipe in his hometown of Sirte and shot dead to end what was for many Libyans a 42-year nightmare. According to multiple reports, the garishly opulent dictator was carrying his storied golden pistol when he died.



“Good evening,

I’m writing to tell you that all US troops will return home from Iraq by the end of December. After nearly nine years, the American war in Iraq will end. Our servicemen and women will be withtheir families for the holidays.

The war in Iraq came with tremendous cost. More than a million Americans served in Iraq, and nearly 4,500 gave their lives in service to the rest of us. Today, as always, we honor these patriots.

When I came into office, I pledged to bring the war in Iraq to a responsible end. As Commander in Chief, I ended our combat mission last year and pledged to keep our commitment to remove all our troops by the end of 2011. To date, we’ve removedmorethan 100,000 troops from Iraq.

This is a significant moment in our history. For more information, including video, please visit

The end of the war in Iraq reflectsa larger trend. The wars of the past decade are drawing to a close.

As we have removed troops from Iraq, we have refocused our fight againstalQaeda and secured major victories in taking out its leadership–including Osama bin Laden. And we’ve begun a transition in Afghanistan.

On the first day of my Administration, roughly 180,000 troops were deployed in Iraq and Afghanistan. By the end of this year that number will be cut in half, and we’ll continue to draw it down.

As we welcome home our newest veterans, we’ll enlist their talents in meetingourgreatest challenges as a nation—restoring our economic strength at home. Because after a decade of war, the nation that we need to build is our own.

Today the United States movesforward,from a position of strength.

Thank you,

President Barack Obama”

Text of a letter from the President.A war, ended; a promise kept.

I don’t believe in guilt, I believe in living on impulse as long as you never intentionally hurt another person, and don’t judge people in your life. I think you should live completely free. 
-Angelina Jolie 

Sometimes it just takes patience for everything to happen. You won’t get respect in just one day, you can’t be in love with someone that you just met, and you won’t be able to forgive yourself in a second. I’ve learned that helping people is good, but helping someone too much won’t let them grow. You grow by making mistakes, getting hurt, learning from your regrets. Thoughts are there to help guide you to your decision. It’s you that has to take that first step onto the pathway of happiness. It’s your doing that makes you who you are. Don’t assume, get your facts straight; that’s what messes a lot of people up. There’s always the true story and reasoning behind everything. We are all different, but have one thing in common; we all want happiness. It’s like we’re all trying to fight for it, trying to get what we want and it makes us forget the whole reason why we wanted it in the first place. Nobody said life was going to be easy. Life is what you make of it. Change for the better, don’t change for someone else, change for yourself. Don’t be selfish. Don’t limit yourself from doing things just because you don’t think you can make it through. Remember, time isn’t going to wait for you, so make the best of it.

“We didn’t need a story, we didn’t need a real world. We just had to keep walking and we became the stories. We became the places.”


Evolve. It’s one of my favorite words. It comes from the Latin evolvere, which means to unroll. … Of all the obligations we have to ourselves, I believe that evolving is the most vital. Unrolling is at the very heart of the most important work we have to do. And though that unrolling means something different for each one of us, it essentially means releasing whatever it is we’ve kept bundled into the cocoon.

So you tried, to believe in the castle made of sand
When it falls to the sea and your feet can’t find dry land
Reach for my hand.

“Because I knew what I loved. I loved to read; I loved to listen to music; and I love cats. Those three things. So, even though I was an only kid, I could be happy because I knew what I loved. Those three things haven’t changed from my childhood. I know what I love, still, now. That’s a confidence. If you don’t know what you love, you are lost.”

Haruki Murakami

Letterman: Do you cook on your own? Can you cook?

“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs.
Ask yourself what makes you come alive.
What the world needs is people who have come alive.”

Howard Thurman

It’s like you’re screaming and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important, that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish you could have all the bad stuff back, so you can have the good.

“The darkest souls are not those which choose to exist within the hell of the abyss, but those which choose to break free from the abyss and move silently among us.”

Dr. Samuel Loomis.

Your burden. It looks a lot like her.

A healthy relationship keeps the doors & windows wide open.
Plenty of air is circulating & no one feels trapped.
Relationships thrive in this environment.
Keep your doors & windows open.
If this person is meant to be in your life,
all the open doors
& windows in the world will not make them leave.
Trust that truth.

At first, I only laughed at myself. Then I noticed that life itself is amusing. I’ve been in a generally good mood ever since.

Do you always think this much, Charlie?”

“Is that bad?”

“Not necessarily. It’s just that sometimes people use thought to not participate in life.”

“Is that bad?”


Spotted in Camden.

“Quantum physics tells us that nothing that is observed is unaffected by the observer. That statement, from science, holds an enormous and powerful insight. It means that everyone sees a different truth, because everyone is creating what they see.”

— Neale Donald Walsch

“I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want a steady hand, a kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe.”

— Shana Abé

“People aren’t either wicked or noble. They’re like chef’s salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict.”

Lemony Snicket

People have got it all wrong. Love is free. It’s not about flowers, chocolates, cards, and diamonds. It’s about special glances, laughter, kisses, and stolen moments.

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