February 2012
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“You are a little soul carrying around a corpse.”
– Epictetus (via mirroir)
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“I tried to forget but you grew roots around my rib cage sprouted flowers just...”
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You are the river of the world.
And one day puddles will lead me to you.
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These days I haven’t been able to write. I don’t know why. but in the meantime other things have been happening; like having my fortune told, and burying my head in the shoulders of the right people and convulsing in silent laughter and staying up till the AM doing absolutely nothing in our suite’s de rigeur...
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“I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.”
– Franz Kafka (via la-fatale)
List #108: Things to Do
1) Let go and forgive.
2) Play it like a smart girl.
3) Continue starting on my essay.
4) Aim to pass English. We’ll pull it up to an A/B by Common Tests, oui?
5) Wear my geek glasses for an extra boost of Study-ish-ness.
6) Thank God for the love I have been given.
7) Make a conscious effort to reply the texts of the people who matter, even though I hate iPhone’s autocorrect.
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“the only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to...”
universallyunderstood asked: pshh pew pew pew! ill imessage you when my ipod is charged k? :D nighty!
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“We always love the people that don’t love us back.”
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Anonymous asked: It was nice seeing you the other day. If you ever happen to find out who I am though, FB is of course, acceptable. Lissenen ar' maska'lalaith tenna' lye omentuva. Xx
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I’m sure somewhere on a planet up there that’s glowing blue and nebulous and where the people constantly live under a sky of never-sleeping stars.
There’s someone like me sitting up way too late and looking out of the window wondering “but when?”
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asmilewillmakemyday asked: Check out my blog? :3 xx
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Things on my mind right now
… I don’t have anything proper to write about right now. But I want to right, the ends of my fingers are itching, and I’m bored.
So when all else fails… write lists. I love lists. I am by no stretch of the imagination a neat kind of Organizite; but I like making lists. I hop out of bed at 3AM to scribble lists on pieces of paper on my table. I make lists in my journals. On the backs of receipts....
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“Perhaps it’s good for one to suffer. Can an artist do anything if he’s happy?...”
– Alduos Huxley
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I thought you would be a dynamo
But you sat, there in the centre of the room, twisting your fork in your fingers like you can’t talk the way I know you probably can, given a little time. I’d thought you would be all hurricane but you surprised me by being silent, mainly silent.
And yet under that and the sombre dark shirt I could feel the buzz of a deep and devastating energy you weren’t converting into conversation - some...