Your heart is hurting. So the last thing you need is to listen to sad songs of love lost, played on a plaintive little ukulele by none other than Eddie Vedder. Has he no mercy? Still, you take in every note, every word on his new album, “Ukulele Songs,” and then settle in to talk with Vedder, admitting you’re a bit of a mess. “You really heard the record then,” Vedder says, kindly, and then suggests you buy a ukulele and try to strum the soreness out of your soul.
When people say someone deserves “all the happiness in the world” when they are talking about a couple or something like that. Because seriously? Who doesn’t deserve all the happiness in the world? Why do only those two people deserve all the happiness in the world? That is a shit load of happiness and no offense to you but I’m pretty sure they can’t handle all that happiness and they should probably share it with..oh i don’t know…everyone else in the world!?
Ludovic Florent's series “Poussières d’étoiles” (Stardust).
My husband has a lipids test tomorrow morning so he hast to fast and I’m over here like eating everything I can in front of him and drinking wine.