February 2011
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Oh the blackness is murderous.
– Anne Sexton
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When I'm hurt,
I argue with you.
Or yell at you…
Or sometimes just give up, because how many chances can you really give someone who doesn’t give a fuck back at you.
January 2011
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I'd rather listen to a song about suffering
than a song about love.
Because love is such an illusion, suffering is so real.
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Igloo
To see or live in an igloo in your dream, symbolizes someone who appears cold and frigid on the outside, but is really a warm and caring person on the inside. Alternatively, the igloo represents the feminine and her hard cold barrier that sometimes need to be broken down.
-dreammoods.com
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Dougie+Rill Rill →
THE DJ IS THE CHALKBOX KID. http://thechalkboxkid.tumblr.com/
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There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
– Ernest Hemingway (via quote-book)
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Somewhere Over the Sun: Letter to a Young Novelist →
somewhereoverthesunnovel:
You don’t learn love from listening to people who have loved telling you what to do and not do. You lay in bed with a person and do or not do things. You spend time in the nooks and crannies of who they are. One person at a time you decide what you love in people.
You don’t learn to write from…
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What I really do is take real plums and put them in an imaginary cake.
– Mary McCarthy (via theparisreview)
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When I was nineteen, pureness was the great issue. Instead of the world being...
– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (1963)
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I think for the first time
all year.
I would have rather been where I was
than where I used to be.
DEPRESSION
Seventeen no longer follows me on twitter.
I mean. I tried.
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These last few days
Have been stressful beyond belief. I am involved in so many clubs and I work every morning for four hours before classes. I’m so tired. Gotta do it all over again tomorrow.
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Mag-by Carl Sandburg
I WISH to God I never saw you, Mag. I wish you never quit your job and came along with me. I wish we never bought a license and a white dress For you to get married in the day we ran off to a minister And told him we would love each other and take care of each other Always and always long as the sun and the rain lasts anywhere. Yes, I’m wishing now you lived somewhere away from...
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And all the poets love dust and mist because all the last
answers
Go running...
– Carl Sandburg, Last Answers
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I spot the hills
With yellow balls in autumn.
I light the prairie cornfields...
– Carl Sandburg, Theme in Yellow
I take you and pile high
the memories.
Death will break her claws
on some...
– Carl Sandburg, Troths
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Words are so pretty when they fall out of your mouth and land hard on someone...
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Our brains make the world smart so that we can be dumb in peace.
– Andy Clark
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A Writer's Ruminations: No Words Can Describe It... →
awritersruminations:
How those fires burned that are no longer, how the weather worsened, how the shadow of the seagull vanished without a trace. Was it the end of a season, the end of a life? Was it so long ago it seems it might never have been? What is it in us that lives in the past and longs for the future, or…
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Dreams pt. 2
Mom: I had a bad dream that you turned into a small elephant and I was sick with worry bc you were getting small and pale. I kept asking you if you were ok but since you were new at being an elephant you didn’t know. But you were really small not a full elephant :)
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I don’t fear death. I had been dead for billions of years before I was born, and...
– Mark Twain (via ontheborderland)
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So sick so sick of being tired, and oh so tired of being sick.
– Taking Back Sunday
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Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like...
– “Still I Rise” Maya Angelou