February 2012
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Dear God,
I don’t understand the purpose behind the creation of mosquitos.
Itchily yours, Janet
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this week
Why do people say they hate reading like they’re proud of it? HOW IS THIS A PRIDEFUL QUALITY??
Lately, I’ve been passing a car on my way back from school that says “DCKSFAN”. I’m very curious as to what the designer of that license plate was thinking when s/he got it done.
How much of my soul would I have to sacrifice to MTV in order to be like one of the girls on...
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January 2012
9 posts
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i miss...
I miss figs and the way they would taste after I shimmied up the tree barefoot in my pajamas. How my dad would get angry at me for running outside with no shoes on because my feet might get infected and fall off. But I liked the feeling of grass beneath my toes and bark scraping against my heel so I ignored him and did it anyway. I could have spent days sitting on those branches of leafy green.
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GET OUT OF MY HEAD.
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Anonymous asked: Do you have a Twitter account ??
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all my love was down in a frozen ground.
There’s an exquisite poetry in sadness. I think it’s what brings out those hidden monsters buried inside of our souls. The ones that we forget about when we’re happy, and busy, and consumed. But sadness is a practice in solitude, even loneliness.
The little ugly whispers that are so easy to ignore during the day crawl to the surface. They are so easily drowned out behind a...
December 2011
14 posts
did you catch yourself in the mirror? it's a sight...
Lately, I’ve been so bound that I don’t even know if I can peel my skin off the back of the couch. It’ll glue itself to it like cheap paste, and fall off my body in strips. It’s easy to lose yourself in things other people want. It’s also easy to lose yourself in your own selfishness. That balance between the right and the selfish - I don’t think it’s...
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and confess your love as well as your folly?
un happy
home?
caught.
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“And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday:
Cynical and drunk and...”
– Joni Mitchell (via baroquedown)
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calling sophia, goddess of power. instead i got...
The amount of times I have to tell myself how silly I’m being is exponentially greater than the amount of times I know I am mentally sound in my assumptions.
I once heard it takes twenty-one days to turn something into a habit. Twenty-one days for something to become so ingrained in your daily life that it doesn’t even require second thought. I think I agree.
I often wish I could...
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a nugget (not deep fried)
Does the meaning of something change once it transcends past the confines of your mind into the hands of someone else?
There’s a lot that I don’t tell others.
I think it is because of fear.
Fear of what?
I’m not entirely sure. All I know is that it is paralyzing. And cyclical.
Unable.
Unwilling?
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finals music mood map
maximum balloon - tiger
lonely boy - the black keys
the book of mormon - you and me (but mostly me)
laura marling - the beast
#myconfusedmusictaste
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bits and pieces
It’s not apathy. Apathy isn’t the proper word to describe it. it’s not a void of feeling. In fact, it’s the exact opposite. It’s a raging battle of conflicting, contradicting emotions so beyond you that the body can hardly contain it. All functions shut down and you might as well be walking in a skeleton of melting flesh, strips left behind you everywhere you go. The...
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philosophy is basically the most ridiculous...
The partisan admits that many things may and do count against his belief: whereas Hare’s lunatic who has a blik about dons doesn’t admit that anything counts against his blik. Also the partisan has a reason for having in the first instance committed himself, viz. the character of the Stranger; whereas the lunatic has no reason fro his blik about dons — because, of course, you...
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does anyone even read all of these?
That post was supposed to be this one, but our internet sucks. So it saved like this. And looks ironic. And is actually kind of appropriate given my career goals. So I am keeping it.
Tagged by Mallorey Bischof; 50 things you may not know about me. This took me too long. I think it may be because I am somewhat uninteresting. However, I do tag Patricia Lee and Raquel Cruz. (You guys better do...
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does anyone even read
November 2011
7 posts
i rarely reblog quotes
”I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and you saw them crying in their bed at night or singing to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street and even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think after seeing them at their most...
thanksgiving in bullet points
woke up to mother grinding god knows what with an unmuffled jackhammer in the kitchen.
trudged out of bed, only to have a swiffer shoved into my hands.
made over 100 dumplings and 48 chocolate pumpkin muffins while listening to childish gambino.
all of the meat was undercooked. we ate it anyway.
sat at the segregated children’s table. i love my cousins.
my uncle gave me $100 for losing...
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in which i muse and prattle over things of paltry...
We’re at a point in our lives where Anthropologie is considered to be haute couture, and God forbid if we shop for a brand that doesn’t have a website that’s riddled with paper textures and cursive handwriting. I know the PR girl for Oscar de la Renta started the line’s Tumblr not because the target audience of this platform was one that could prove to be profitable, but...
in which i reluctantly admit to myself that i am...
I’ve been covetously gazing at sites that sell liquid chai concentrates basically all day. (Seriously.) Want. May happen. Will probably happen.
I want to drink it every day and make endless chai baked goods. (Are you imagining how good chai-clate chip cookies and chai cupcakes would be? Because I am and I think I just broke the library keyboard with my drool.)
October 2011
8 posts
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fighting a losing battle against literacy rates.
I’m struggling with something in-between apathy and contentment. (I think.)
Yeah, I have my daily stresses, even my weekly stresses, even my monthly stresses. But these stresses have become so ingrained in my every day life that I don’t even notice them anymore. I’ll be curled up on the couch, cradling my computer in my lap and I’ll get an inexplicable headache and feel...
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Scene: Janet and Mallorey are staring at a couch...
Janet: It's indented right here. Maybe that's why they got rid of it. A slight imperfection.
Mallorey: How sad...people in China throw away babies for the same reason.
Janet: Indents?
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September 2011
9 posts
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things i will surely become obese off in the...
almonds
chocolate
feta cheese
carbohydrates.
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“It’s hard to believe in God when it’s impossible to tell the...”
– William Lobdell
