February 2011
“The sea: professional, gray, unhurried. Heavy as lead one day, translucent lime...”
– My Dates, Jeffrey Skinner
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You entered my mind like a migraine and created a great darkness if the farthest corner. It’s there you linger, just beyond sight, still present enough to cause pain.
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When people interrupt me while I'm reading
littlebirdsings:purpderp:-meandmysevenstars:
They expect my reaction to be something like:
When really, my reaction is something like:
THERE WAS AN ASS. (and a boner)
That’s all I wanted. Four for you MTV, you go MTV.
crepuscularswagger:
I want edges a little rougher.
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heytherebliss: →
it’s nice when you drive by trees that have been planted in a perfect row and you can see the intention behind the planter. or when you take the last sip of coffee and it’s thirteen times sweeter than the rest of the cup. or when you catch someone’s eye and smile and it should mean nothing but it means everything. or when little mistakes become good parts of a relationship and become the best...
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Ho Provato
If dying were to be my choice, I could do it now. I would choose a way that would break your heart, a final retaliation in the face of your sordid indifference. I could blaze away in a tragic house fire, like how you burnt me up, leaving so little left. Or perhaps the beckoning sea-song would seduce me with pockets of heavy talks and weighted secrets, You would find me days later, as if in a...
January 2011
Anonymous asked: If you were a wizard in Hogwarts - what house, and what would your patronus be?
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They told me that I was meant for the cleaner life, that you would drag me through the mud. They said that you would tread all over me, that they could see right through you, that you were full of hot air, that I would always be chasing, always watching you disappear after sleeker models, that it would be a vicious cycle. But I know better. I know about your rough edges and I have seen your...
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All I keep thinking is it should have been me, it should have been me, it should have been me. But people make mistakes and people fall through the cracks.
Anonymous asked: What skins character are you most like?
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I just can’t stand being alone.
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Tears turned into blood which flooded from her arms until a vein of electric blue shot into the stars, forever immortalizing her existence as a beautiful, damaged child.
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The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring...
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“What’s left to lose? You’ve done enough. And if you fail, well then you fail, but not to us. Because these last three years, I know they’ve been hard, but now it’s time to get out of the desert and into the sun even if it’s alone.”
- On Your Porch, The Format
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“You’re a chameleon so everyone gets along with you from the start. You’re social enough to giggle at the right times and indie enough to know Donnie Darko references and quiet enough to smile serenely in a corner and loud enough to make a comment when it’s needed. No one really knows who you are. I don’t think I do. Maybe that Alison girl does, but it’s hard to...
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Walking the Dog - Fun
For Gillian. See also, At...
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She sang beyond the genius of the sea. The water never formed to mind or voice, Like a body wholly body, fluttering Its empty sleeves; and yet its mimic motion Made constant cry, caused constantly a cry, That was not ours although we understood, Inhuman, of the veritable ocean.
The sea was not a mask. No more was she. The song and water were not medleyed sound Even if what she sang was what she...
Watchme in da club
Anonymous asked: you from england?
BY THE WAY,
My followers are the cutest. I love you guys. Thanks for replying to my posts. I don’t know why, but that’s probably my favorite thing on tumblr. <3
I’m going out to a club for the first time in my entire life.
Wish me luck, guys.
I painted my toenails blue.
WHAT.
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All that I know is I don't know how to be...
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goodnight
I dare not deny the fanciful wonders which await in slumber
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All the new thinking is about loss. In this it resembles all the old thinking. The idea, for example, that each particular erases the luminous clarity of a general idea. That the clown- faced woodpecker probing the dead sculpted trunk of that black birch is, by his presence, some tragic falling off from a first world of undivided light. Or the other notion that, because there is in this world no...
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WHERE HAS THIS BEEN ALL MY LIFE?
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Be Calm - Fun.
:)
If often wonder if I read to find myself in...
“I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too...”
– (via ferdinandinfur)
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duhbear asked: Hey, I just wanted to personally thank you for what you've done for my blog. You add meaning to my life. Truly. Cheers. :)
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My hair is long and thick and it literally gives me headaches to leave it down for more than a few hours, but I refuse to cut it. I think I look much better with long hair and I like mine so I have this problem of not knowing what to do with my hair. If I put it in a ponytail, it gets a crease and I have to shower to get rid of it, but I don’t need to shower every day and I actually really...
“We may mean nothing to time, but to each other we are kings and queens, and the...”
– The Secret Lives of People In Love, Simon Van Booey
I refuse to do any work tonight. Instead, I will read for a few hours. I need some winding down.
your little finger and how it curls into the most inviting hook, prompting me to promise anything you may wish me to confess.