February 2011
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“Oh the blackness is murderous.”
– Anne Sexton
Feb 1st
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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.
Feb 1st
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January 2011
149 posts
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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.
Jan 30th
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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
Jan 30th
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Jan 30th
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Jan 30th
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Jan 30th
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Jan 30th
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Jan 30th
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Dougie+Rill Rill →
THE DJ IS THE CHALKBOX KID. http://thechalkboxkid.tumblr.com/
Jan 30th
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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)
Jan 30th
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Jan 29th
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Jan 29th
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Jan 29th
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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…
Jan 29th
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“What I really do is take real plums and put them in an imaginary cake.”
– Mary McCarthy (via theparisreview)
Jan 28th
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“When I was nineteen, pureness was the great issue. Instead of the world being...”
– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (1963)
Jan 28th
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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.
Jan 28th
DEPRESSION
Seventeen no longer follows me on twitter. I mean. I tried.
Jan 27th
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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.
Jan 27th
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Jan 26th
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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...
Jan 26th
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Jan 25th
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“And all the poets love dust and mist because all the last answers Go running...”
– Carl Sandburg, Last Answers
Jan 25th
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“I spot the hills With yellow balls in autumn. I light the prairie cornfields...”
– Carl Sandburg, Theme in Yellow
Jan 25th
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“I take you and pile high the memories. Death will break her claws on some...”
– Carl Sandburg, Troths
Jan 25th
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“Words are so pretty when they fall out of your mouth and land hard on someone...”
Jan 25th
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Jan 24th
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“Our brains make the world smart so that we can be dumb in peace.”
– Andy Clark
Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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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…
Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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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 :)
Jan 22nd
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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)
Jan 22nd
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Jan 22nd
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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“So sick so sick of being tired, and oh so tired of being sick.”
– Taking Back Sunday
Jan 20th
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“Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like...”
– “Still I Rise” Maya Angelou
Jan 18th