<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>i love heart shaped sunglasses.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @babbooette)</generator><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>sofiacoppola:

movieoftheday:

Unable to go anywhere, the girls...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krajtkeWtj1qziyd9o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sofiacoppola.tumblr.com/post/298004330"&gt;sofiacoppola&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://movieoftheday.tumblr.com/post/209614082/unable-to-go-anywhere-the-girls-travelled-in"&gt;movieoftheday&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Unable to go anywhere, the girls travelled in their imaginations to Siamese temples or passed an old man with a leafbroom tidying a moss-carpeted speck of Japan. We ordered the same catalogues and, flipping through the pages, we hiked through passes with the girls, stopping every now and then to help them with their backpacks, placing our hands on their warm, moist shoulders and gazing offat papaya sunsets. We drank tea with them in a water pavilion. We did whatever we wanted. Cecilia hadn’t died. She was a bride in Calcutta. The only way we could feel close to the girls was through these impossible trips which have scarred us forever, making us happier with dreams than wives.  Collecting everything we could of theirs, the Lisbon girls wouldn’t leave our minds. But they were slipping away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/298273930</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/298273930</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 04:20:01 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>imod:


Le conseguenze dell’amore
(ph. via)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv57j7PATl1qz63gho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://imod.tumblr.com/post/298037967/le-conseguenze-dellamore-ph-via" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;imod&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Le conseguenze dell’amore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(ph. &lt;a href="http://www.cinetecadibologna.it/files/stampa/settembre2008/Le_conseguenze_dell_amore_1.jpg"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/298272464</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/298272464</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 04:18:23 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"L’enfer c’est les autres."</title><description>“L’enfer c’est les autres.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Jean-Paul Sartre. (via &lt;a href="http://starcrossed.tumblr.com/"&gt;starcrossed&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://clairefisher.tumblr.com/"&gt;clairefisher&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/296596427</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/296596427</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 04:52:25 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>(via smut-to-go)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://12.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv392ay9jY1qzoly9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://smut-to-go.tumblr.com/"&gt;smut-to-go&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/296584656</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/296584656</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 04:38:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>smut-to-go:

“be crazy dumbsaint of the mind”
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://3.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv3an4YQWn1qzoly9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smut-to-go.tumblr.com/post/296263185"&gt;smut-to-go&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“be crazy dumbsaint of the mind”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/296581708</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/296581708</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 04:35:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>smut-to-go:

“I’m playing the damn bongos and the world can go...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://4.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv3b4iS7Pa1qzoly9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smut-to-go.tumblr.com/post/296279073"&gt;smut-to-go&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I’m playing the damn bongos and the world can go to hell.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;While I could post one of the many thought-provoking James Dean quotes often interpreted as foreshadowing his early death, I like this one much better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/296578969</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/296578969</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 04:32:31 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>(via smut-to-go)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://12.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv3byqbsW41qzoly9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://smut-to-go.tumblr.com/"&gt;smut-to-go&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/296577911</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/296577911</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 04:31:28 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>clairefisher:

these days . nico I’ve been out walking I don’t...</title><description>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://babbooette.tumblr.com/swf/audio_player.swf?audio_file=http://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/294852140/tumblr_kv04107JIN1qzh0ih&amp;color=FFFFFF" height="27" width="207" quality="best"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://clairefisher.tumblr.com/post/293455706/these-days-nico-ive-been-out-walking-i-dont"&gt;clairefisher&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;these days&lt;b&gt; . nico &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;I’ve been out walking&lt;br/&gt; I don’t do too much talking&lt;br/&gt; These days, these days.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://lapolaroidiuntuffo.tumblr.com/post/293270496"&gt;lapolaroidiuntuffo&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/294852140</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/294852140</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 04:50:34 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Desiderava fare qualcosa che non lasciasse possibilità di ritorno. Desiderava distruggere..."</title><description>“Desiderava fare qualcosa che non lasciasse possibilità di ritorno. Desiderava distruggere brutalmente tutto il passato dei suoi ultimi sette anni. Era la vertigine. L’ottenebrante, irresistibile desiderio di cadere. La vertigine potremmo anche chiamarla ebbrezza della debolezza. Ci si rende conto della propria debolezza e invece di resisterle, ci si vuole abbandonare a essa. Ci si ubriaca della propria debolezza, si vuole essere ancor più deboli, si vuole cadere in mezzo alla strada, davanti a tutti, si vuole stare in basso, ancora più in basso.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Milan Kundera - L’insostenibile leggerezza dell’essere (via &lt;a href="http://livestrong.tumblr.com/"&gt;livestrong&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://progvolution.tumblr.com/"&gt;progvolution&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://clairefisher.tumblr.com/"&gt;clairefisher&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/294831459</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/294831459</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 04:27:20 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>howtobeaghost:

rubella
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktqrb6OhIc1qzeoyco1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://howtobeaghost.tumblr.com/post/294003883/rubella"&gt;howtobeaghost&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rubella.tumblr.com/post/278357573/sugarspun"&gt;rubella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/294827752</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/294827752</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 04:23:13 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>batchiara:


U2 - Running To Stand Still
And so she woke upWoke...</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kioyUGaABjA&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kioyUGaABjA&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://batchiara.tumblr.com/post/294786658/u2-running-to-stand-still-and-so-she-woke-up" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;batchiara&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;U2 - Running To Stand Still&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;And so she woke up&lt;br/&gt;Woke up from where she was&lt;br/&gt;Lying still&lt;br/&gt;Said I gotta do something&lt;br/&gt;About where we’re going&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Step on a steam train&lt;br/&gt;Step out of the driving rain, maybe&lt;br/&gt;Run from the darkness in the night&lt;br/&gt;Singing ha, ah la la la de day&lt;br/&gt;Ah la la la de day&lt;br/&gt;Ah la la de day&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sweet the sin&lt;br/&gt;Bitter taste in my mouth&lt;br/&gt;I see seven towers&lt;br/&gt;But I only see one way out&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;You got to cry without weeping&lt;br/&gt;Talk without speaking&lt;br/&gt;Scream without raising your voice&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You know I took the poison&lt;br/&gt;From the poison stream&lt;br/&gt;Then I floated out of here&lt;br/&gt;Singing… ha la la la de day&lt;br/&gt;Ha la la la de day&lt;br/&gt;Ha la la de day&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;She runs through the streets&lt;br/&gt;With her eyes painted red&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Under black belly of cloud in the rain&lt;br/&gt;In through a doorway she brings me&lt;br/&gt;White gold and pearls stolen from the sea&lt;br/&gt;She is raging&lt;br/&gt;She is raging&lt;br/&gt;And the storm blows up in her eyes&lt;br/&gt;She will…&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suffer the needle chill&lt;br/&gt;She’s running to stand…&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Still.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/294819443</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/294819443</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 04:14:01 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-12-20)</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/user/burningsbeck/charts?charttype=weekly&amp;date_to=1261310400"&gt;My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-12-20)&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/294681642</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/294681642</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 02:09:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>cosmic-dust:

bobowoodlake
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://12.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuvlzuFzt41qzj1p9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmic-dust.tumblr.com/post/292041263"&gt;cosmic-dust&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bobowoodlake.tumblr.com/"&gt;bobowoodlake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/293164342</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/293164342</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 04:45:35 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>clairefisher:

“Ma allora cosa posso fare?” “Il curioso.” “Non è un mestiere.” “Non è ancora un...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://clairefisher.tumblr.com/post/292240722/ma-allora-cosa-posso-fare-il-curioso-non"&gt;clairefisher&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Ma allora cosa posso fare?”&lt;br/&gt; “Il curioso.”&lt;br/&gt; “Non è un mestiere.”&lt;br/&gt; “Non è ancora un mestiere. Viaggi, scriva, traduca, impari a vivere dovunque, e cominci subito. L’avvenire è dei curiosi di professione.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;— Jules e Jim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://hoplalalaa.tumblr.com/post/292152522/ma-allora-cosa-posso-fare-il-curioso-non-e"&gt;hoplalalaa&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/293152083</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/293152083</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 04:30:56 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Il vantaggio di essere al governo è che se qualcosa non ti piace puoi sempre fare una legge che la..."</title><description>“Il vantaggio di essere al governo è che se qualcosa non ti piace puoi sempre fare una legge che la renda illegale.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love Radio Rock&lt;/i&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://pinkaholic.tumblr.com/"&gt;pinkaholic&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://moleskina.tumblr.com/"&gt;moleskina&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://lorettamagnolia.tumblr.com/"&gt;lorettamagnolia&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://biancaneveccp.tumblr.com/"&gt;biancaneveccp&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://hneeta.tumblr.com/"&gt;hneeta&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://el-hereje.tumblr.com/"&gt;el-hereje&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://emmanuelnegro.tumblr.com/"&gt;emmanuelnegro&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/293151860</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/293151860</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 04:30:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>(via astroisgoodforyou)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://9.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuz47gMfqe1qzaedro1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://astroisgoodforyou.tumblr.com/"&gt;astroisgoodforyou&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/293148457</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/293148457</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 04:26:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"There is no progress in art, any more than there is progress in making love. There are simply..."</title><description>“There is no progress in art, any more than there is progress in making love. There are simply different ways of doing it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Man Ray (via &lt;a href="http://smut-to-go.tumblr.com/"&gt;smut-to-go&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/293147396</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/293147396</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 04:25:15 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>(via smut-to-go)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kte4r9Feeh1qzkva3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://smut-to-go.tumblr.com/"&gt;smut-to-go&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/291706016</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/291706016</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 07:57:23 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>clairefisher:

alltheviciouscircles: killingbambi: cicconeyouthh:...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuwd68wIBC1qanhvao1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://clairefisher.tumblr.com/post/290248063/alltheviciouscircles-killingbambi-cicconeyouthh" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;clairefisher&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://alltheviciouscircles.tumblr.com/post/290209290/killingbambi-cicconeyouthh"&gt;alltheviciouscircles&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://killingbambi.tumblr.com/post/290203961/cicconeyouthh-flickflickflicker-via"&gt;killingbambi&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://cicconeyouthh.tumblr.com/post/290188134"&gt;cicconeyouthh&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://flickflickflicker.tumblr.com/post/290184943/via-comeincostume"&gt;flickflickflicker&lt;/a&gt;: (via &lt;a href="http://comeincostume.tumblr.com/"&gt;comeincostume&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/290476796</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/290476796</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 12:29:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Perciò io maledico il modo in cui sono fatto
Il mio modo di morire sano e salvo dove m’attacco
Il..."</title><description>“Perciò io maledico il modo in cui sono fatto&lt;br/&gt;
Il mio modo di morire sano e salvo dove m’attacco&lt;br/&gt;
Il mio modo vigliacco di restare sperando che ci sia&lt;br/&gt;
Quello che non c’è&lt;br/&gt;
Curo le foglie, saranno forti&lt;br/&gt;
Se riesco ad ignorare che gli alberi son morti&lt;br/&gt;
Ma questo è camminare alto sull’acqua e&lt;br/&gt;
Su quello che non c’è”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;quello che non c’è, afterhours (via &lt;a href="http://love-affair.tumblr.com/"&gt;love-affair&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://clairefisher.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;clairefisher&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/290471913</link><guid>http://babbooette.tumblr.com/post/290471913</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 12:24:49 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
