March 2012
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But he that dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose.
– Anne Brontë (via sol-psych)
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that was not a poem.
things are always going to change
such that i’m sitting here and it doesn’t even matter
i could be anything or anyone
the stranger that you haven’t met
the invisible dust clouds that circle our feet with every step
but everything’s perfectly normal
so normal that my face is simply human
my body dull to touch
my voice begins to sound like air
as I slowly fade to...
It's Time To Train Yourself
fuckyeahrichardbrautigan:
It’s time to train yourself to sleep alone again and it’s so fucking hard.
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Girls Night Ouch
It ended quite lovely.
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speakhersexxx:
w-joan:
christianaaa:
breianahcierra:
he is twerking ahahh this kid makes me laugh
THIS. WILL. BE. MY. CHILD.
Too much to handle all at once.
“prayin twerkin mother fuckerrrrr” kjhiuhkjkhiu child good fucking night lol
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Getting my ass into gear.
I hate …. being at home being yelled at/blamed for the dumbest things not having a car and being absolutely stir crazy people who insist on taking, tagging, and posting unflattering pictures of other people online people who wear running shoes, flip flops, or athletic gear as everyday attire people who never have a fucking clue about anything people I cannot have legitimate conversations...
Finally figured out some stuff. Going to be really productive and what not. Paper ideas finalized!
Sometimes you just have to remind yourself that where you’re not included...
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Going home tomorrow, kind of alone now.
Kind of lonely now.
Later
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Fuck me like fried potatoes
on the most beautifully hungry
morning of my...
– Richard Brautigan (via rujluelma)
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