May 2012
27 posts
May 20th
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May 20th
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I’m trying to keep my cool about everything, but all of this is just a little too much for me to take….
May 7th
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I will no longer be disciplined by the...
May 7th
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May 7th
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May 7th
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May 7th
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May 7th
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May 6th
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May 6th
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May 6th
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“I’m not scared of death. Death IS. Can’t do anything with it. Why be...”
– Maria Mena
May 6th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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“That’s poetry. I’m full of poetry now. Rot and poetry. Rotten...”
– Ernest Hemingway in “The Snows of Kilimanjaro”
May 4th
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May 4th
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May 3rd
6 notes
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May 3rd
10 notes
9 tags
May 3rd
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May 3rd
58,083 notes
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May 1st
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April 2012
14 posts
Apr 22nd
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Apr 22nd
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Apr 22nd
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Apr 22nd
21 notes
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“Find what you love and let it kill you.”
– Charles Bukowski (via petitloupp)
Apr 22nd
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I finally understand what it means to love with a...
“Annabel Lee” It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. She was a child and I was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love - I and my Annabel Lee - With a love...
Apr 20th
10 notes
3 tags
Apr 10th
870 notes
1 tag
Apr 10th
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Apr 10th
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Okay, so I officially just want to drive down the road to Merry Ann’s to eat a bunch of horrible shit. Ughhhh dieeett
Apr 3rd
1 tag
Apr 3rd
7 notes
5 tags
Apr 3rd
27 notes
2 tags
Apr 3rd
133 notes
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Apr 3rd
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March 2012
67 posts
5 tags
Mar 31st
21,421 notes
11 tags
You say I need appeasing when I start to cry.
I’m listening to Fiona Apple’s “Never Is A Promise” right now, as I think about my current existence. I listen to this song a lot, if I’m wanting to think or reflect. It’s comfortable. I don’t know. There are things I need to do. It’s just difficult to focus on responsible things when personal things have your heart in wringing knots. Oh bother :(
Mar 29th
I had a late night visitor. Silly boy.
Mar 28th
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Mar 27th
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Mar 27th
885 notes
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Mar 27th
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Mar 27th
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Mar 27th
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Mar 27th
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