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I enjoy; autumn, winter, tea, coffee, diet coke, the sound of crunching leaves, a cool breeze, the ocean, hiking, big cities, art, technology, reading, harry potter, indie music/ clothing, hipster stuff, fashion, the smell of lavender, a hug when I'm sad, my dog, air conditioning, warm blankets, traveling, and looking forward to the future.
These are the things that make me up as a person.

Also, I post about a lot of things; life, things I enjoy, and things about whats going on in my life. If the above does not appeal to you then don't follow. Simple as that.

My name is James Nathan Davis, I am 18 years old and I have a lot of opinions.

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Theme made by Max Davis.
Humans are the only animal that blushes, laughs, has religion, wages war, and kisses with lips. So in a way, the more you kiss with lips, the more human you are.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (p. 99)

(Source: blua)



Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery - celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from - it’s where you take them to.
Jim Jarmusch (via A Gentlewoman)


In Austin, someone has scrawled on the bathroom wall of a cafe on Congress Street, “I don’t know if you or I exist, but somewhere there are poems about us.
Linh Dinh, Poetry Sightings  (via cityyandcolour)

(Source: mitochondria)



Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.
Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited (via cityyandcolour)

(Source: larmoyante)



In the morning it was morning and I was still alive.
Charles Bukowski   (via cityyandcolour)

(Source: seabois)



All my life, my heart has sought a thing I cannot name.
Hunter S. Thompson  (via youngfolksociety)

(Source: thesweetestspots)



andrewbreitel: listen up, kids by Cassandrea- on Flickr.