September 2011
36 posts
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“They were sunk in books, chained to the alphabet, in thrall to sentences and...”
–  Cynthia Ozick
Sep 1st
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August 2011
37 posts
Aug 31st
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Aug 31st
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Anonymous asked: 3 & 12
Aug 23rd
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Aug 22nd
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This is Monday.
I go back to school in nine hours. I don’t know what to wear. I am not tired. 
Aug 22nd
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Aug 22nd
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Aug 22nd
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I’d tell you that I need you, but I don’t want you to feel obligated to stay. 
Aug 20th
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I rolled over to the sun, oh, warpaint-stained cheeks; I tasted age, but no wisdom of the wise.   and that tune that you whistled into me  is rattling my bones again.    And you hold me like you’re far away, and you far away like lovers, sing like muted radio, and sulk like broken shutters. 
Aug 19th
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About to order a pizza and a double order of breadsticks for myself. Forever alone, forever in love with pizza. 
Aug 19th
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Aug 19th
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Listen
Aug 16th
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Aug 15th
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And amphibians tumbled sluggishly from your lips  And I saw those parted pages again, the ones I fell asleep to.  And with the blinds rolled curtly, I rolled my eyes up so their whites shown- And I prayed to the gods of children’s stories, why I was so cursed. 
Aug 15th
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Aug 15th
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Ariel Chiesa
Aug 13th
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Aug 12th
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Aug 11th
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And as we drove home, my body felt disconnected from itself, like one of those plastic pull-apart models in anatomy class. And when we paused and then lurched forward from a long red stoplight, I felt a piece of me fall behind, left at the intersection, and as we drove I felt the left side of me whistling, hollow, in the breeze. Every side street we passed ripped away another organ so that by the...
Aug 11th
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Current affairs
-I want my room to be finished.  -I don’t want to do my makeup. -I don’t know what to wear tonight. -I wish it would rain. (Maybe.) -I, I, I. 
Aug 10th
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ListenListen
Aug 10th
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“Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake and dress them...”
– Richard Siken
Aug 10th
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“I believe we fly, when the moon takes shape, and I dose off on your shoulders. I...”
– Manchester Orchestra
Aug 9th
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Can’t I just skip work and self-loathe and watch My So-Called Life all day? 
Aug 9th
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“All at once we were madly, clumsily, shamelessly, agonizingly in love with each...”
– Vladimir Nabokov, “Lolita” (via andywarholism)
Aug 9th
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You want me to write you a letter? Oh, god bless...
Tell me the truth, what made you start liking the person you like right now? He listened to Gogol Bordello. What on your body is hurting or bothering you?  My hair keeps blowing in my eyes.  What was your last thought before going to bed last night? I was extremely tired, and worried that my skin was breaking out.  What are you listening to? Due Date, on the television, and my dog snoring...
Aug 8th
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Aug 6th
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I have several nervous ticks. They come and go based on the state of my anxiety. Today at work, as a line of customers quickly stuffed up our small restaurant, I was overcome with nervousness and accidentally gave someone the wrong change. At the image of the customer’s incredulous face, I was suddenly overly aware of everything I take care to ignore each day. The slices of tomato being...
Aug 5th
“You are an eternal being now on the pathway of endless unfoldment, never less...”
– Ernest (via rabbitinthemoon)
Aug 5th
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Aug 4th
33 notes
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Thu
I’m in the living room. One image has been burning itself into the television screen for hours, peering through the glass portal into this world. Music is skating lazily through the air. The fan is shouting at everything- although it is an appliance which does for me a respectable service, it still always seems to be shouting. The houseplant in the wicker basket is trembling in it’s...
Aug 4th
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“I want you, you, you, all I want is you, you, you, all I want is you. Give you...”
– Tom Waits
Aug 4th
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Aug 2nd
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I miss you. I’ve been sitting here for years, and I’ve wasted it all missing you. Here I am, not the way you knew me last: I’ve developed that feminine curvature, my eyes have grown darker, and I’m taller. My hair- it has grown tiny fractions today. I miss the way your eyes lit up and the way your skin felt on the surface of mine. I miss the look of you, the sound, the...
Aug 1st
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“But couldn’t it be just a bit more red?”
– Brod
Aug 1st
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Put a number(s) in my ask box.  →
1- Who my best friends are. 2- What I hate most about myself. 3- What I love most about myself. 4- What I’m really good at. 5- What I’m really bad at. 6- Biggest turn ons. 7- Biggest turn offs. 8- What I want to be when I get older. 9- My relationship with my sibling(s). 10- My relationship with my parents. 11- My idea of a perfect date. 12- My biggest pet peeves. 13- A description of...
Aug 1st
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