February 2012
16 posts
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Why do you think I blew up your condo?
Feb 9th
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Feb 8th
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“Oh my darling, when you smile, it is like a song, and I can hear it now.”
– Kathy with a K’s Song by Bright Eyes
Feb 7th
Feb 7th
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“Carpe the shit out of this fuckin’ diem.”
– Austin Boyd
Feb 7th
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Well I wrote your name and burned it, To see the color of the flame. And it burned out the whole spectrum, As if you were everything. Mine just burned gold, Normal flame. I am not anything.
Feb 6th
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Coming down to the wire. This is it. I know we’re in the fire, But we could be purified, like gold. Or we could be ash, dirt you won’t want to hold. This is it, The fork in the road. The end of the rope. The rubber meets the road. The climax of one of two stories forever told. I know this hurts, But we could be pure like gold. Or will you let us be ash, Once burning...
Feb 6th
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Feb 5th
Feb 5th
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Feb 5th
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Feb 4th
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“So I got one more chance, gotta get it right.”
– Get It Right by Lydia
Feb 3rd
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Feb 2nd
Feb 2nd
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What does being ready even really mean?
Feb 2nd
Feb 2nd
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Feb 1st
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January 2012
83 posts
One year closer to home.
Jan 31st
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ListenListen
Jan 31st
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Jan 30th
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Jan 29th
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What Men Really Want →
Read that blog. It absolutely rules.
Jan 29th
Jan 27th
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I should have gone to roam outside your boundary. Out on the ridge far away from the city.
Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
19 notes
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 25th
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“I always waste my breath.”
– Quicksand by The Story So Far
Jan 25th
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Jan 24th
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Jan 24th
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Anonymous asked: in which letter of the alphabet would you like to own stock?
Jan 24th
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Jan 24th
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whaaaaatttt??!!! →
i’m so bored/hungry/tired/lazy.
Jan 24th
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Lighter hearts for our heavy heads. Grace the last two days. Beats down on me like the desert sun.
Jan 23rd
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Nerves. Stomach. Knots. Sick.
Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 22nd
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I will stare all of you straight in the eye and tell you, “You cannot even begin to understand.” But not you, because I know you understand when I speak. You really listen, instead of just waiting for your turn to speak. And the only other time I’ve seen that is in the mirror. For what it’s worth, I’m sorry. And at the end, I swear I’m trying.
Jan 22nd
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In reality, the only way I’ve been hurt is by the hurt I’ve caused in others. I put the pathetic in empathetic.
Jan 22nd
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50/50
Half here/half there.
Jan 22nd
Jan 22nd
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Falling apart at the seams for you.
Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
24 notes
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Jan 21st
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