Photographs, anything made of paper, mouths with cigarettes, tea, blank books, ribbons, old cartoons, fake tattoos, interesting words, music-making items, ink (the kind found in pens), paint on bridges, reading, ashtrays on stomachs.
Someone who will hold my hand on a pedestal.
I like my women like I like my literature.
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Death Cab for Cutie, Tegan and Sara, the Decemberists, the Get Up Kids, Bright Eyes, Elliott Smith, Modest Mouse, Radiohead, the Deftones, All-Time Quarterback, Harvey Danger, the Postal Service, the Smiths, TV on the Radio...to name just a few...the spectrum's a lot wider, believe it or not.
If you were Noah Webster, would you invent a word for me? I live to find words in beautiful sequences and with the fountain of written words at my disposal, I don't mind if I ever really quench this thirst. (And here is Sophie's foot. This is what happens when feet are put in my face when I'm trying to read. Let this be a warning to you all.)