in that last post, i meant to write something about myself. but i don’t think i could ever describe myself well. i like beards, cigarettes and books. and also cats and tea. and films with subtitles.
dear tumblr, i like you already. love, zipp.
“Rose Hawthorne wasn’t much of a poet, was she?” “No. Pretty awful, in fact.” “But there’s one line… one great line. I think it’s as good as anything I’ve ever read.” “Which one?” she asks, turning to look at me. As the weird world rolls on. - Paul Auster, Man In The Dark