January 2011
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misshapen-glasses asked: bored. Bored, bored? Bored!
Jan 30th
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Jan 30th
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Jan 30th
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Mass Unfollow. If you sense a sudden decline in your “followers” count (well, decrement by one, that is), that’s me. Never mind, just, uhm, economizing. Whatever, unfollow ( <—wow, red zigzag lines over that word), I don’t care.
Jan 30th
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Pristine.
Lest there be shallow sunspot by the moon, Then I’ll be giving all my heart away, And say that there’ll be craters in the sun, As cold as early barking of the day. Shall peel the native nightburn to the Sea, Tranquility must witness such a choice When proved by hand how waiting we could be: A fluctuating arc without a voice. And give them hell as washes it away; My aforementioned...
Jan 30th
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Well, that was an interesting weekend.
Jan 30th
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inspirealittle replied to your photo: This came to mind. perv Lie: a false statement made with deliberate intent to deceive; an intentional untruth; a falsehood.
Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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“Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words? He thinks...”
– Ernest Hemingway (via contrive)
Jan 26th
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Garden Variety.
Sometime, in a garden With a summer-ful air, Where the fragrance of roses Bloom forth in the air, A honeybee taken By a lacrescent rose, Came and asked her for beauty For an inquiry’s close. So he says, “Dearest rose, This be burden, a task, Put a stopper to this, My curiosity, cask. For your scent had me caught Nothing else by the bed, Tell me now, dearest rose, Are you...
Jan 26th
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1. Be lied upon. 2. Forgive after being promised not to be lied upon again. 3. Be lied upon again. 4. Program error. ***NOTHING FOLLOWS***
Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 25th
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Someday, I wish to serve you a breakfast-in-bed. The room I’m imagining it in is kinda like a luxury bedroom, with a four-poster bed, curtains with the slightest hint of pink, and some rose petals scattered all around. The windows would be crystal-clear, and there’ll be just enough sunshine to illuminate the luster of your hair, your luscious lips, and the radiance in your face that...
Jan 25th
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Jan 25th
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Carta.
Bless her eyes before the sunrise, For she sees it shining clear: As I wage my one and only truth, Tomorrow waits, my dear. Bless the iris of your brimming youth, Where the bound is bound content; For you see through blurred emotions calm, As the evening lights were bent. See through morning through the thickest fog, Say the words that made me live, Not just once, but for another life I...
Jan 25th
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Here where I sit, no relationships were to be broken; just motions to reconsider. No families were to be wrecked; just petitions and appeals to dismiss. In here, no lives were to be ruined or lost; only judgments and decisions to be served. And they all pass right before my eyes, all too quickly…
Jan 24th
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Jan 20th
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edinaziz replied to your audio post: The Beatles “While My Guitar Gently Weeps” The… is this an audio blog now? I miss your writing. It’s a personal blog; always had been. I don’t have time to write right now. :)
Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Our Plight.
Forgive my mind when weak as to submit Upon a sparkling thought that may present Incendiary letters that permit A fool of words yet later to repent. I am misguided magnifying glass: Perusing petty things as universal, And though as for constructive they may pass, Destructive, they’d be quick before reversal. Is it the plight of men to humble deep When asking for a maiden’s...
Jan 19th
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Jan 19th
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X-Men: First Class set photos →
nakereru: The movie posters promise that “X-Men: First Class” will be released June 3, but on Tuesday cameras were still rolling on the Fox film’s set and director Matthew Vaughn, making his biggest major studio feature film to date, sounded like a man running out of time. “I’m at that stage…  wolverine? where art thou? If it really is the First Class, then Wolverine wouldn’t be...
Jan 19th
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Jan 19th
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pewwdufreak: i deleted my facebook account because.. if i deleted him as a friend he would be all like “oh pewpew is so bitter, oh pewpew is so weak, oh pewpew pfft i just dumped her and all she could think is future and she’s so jealous cause there is someone better than her so she deleted me, shes so immature, her level is just below my feet, shes so ugly and i don’t like her blaah blaah” so...
Jan 18th
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Jan 18th
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Ciudad.
Bawal magtapon ng basura sa tabi; nagpipiyesta ang nga langaw. Ayaw mo sana magbigay ng upuan sa matandang nakikipagsiksikan sa tren, kaya lang may chicks so napilitan ka naman para sabihing “gentleman” ka. Hindi man lang s’ya napasulyap kahit sandali; kikindatan mo pa naman sana. Pero at least naaamoy mo naman ang mamahaling pabango n’ya. First-class. Panira ng...
Jan 18th
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Ciudad.
Bawal magtapon ng basura sa tabi; nagpipiyesta ng nga langaw. Ayaw mo sana magbigay ng upuan sa matandang nakikipagsiksikan sa tren, kaya lang may chicks so napilitan ka naman para sabihing “gentleman” ka. Hindi man lang s’ya napasulyap kahit sandali; kikindatan mo pa naman sana. Pero at least naaamoy mo naman ang mamahaling pabango n’ya. First-class. Panira ng...
Jan 18th
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ethaney asked: It took me forever to find you!

It's Ethaney (crescit eundo).
Jan 18th
ethaney asked: It took me forever to find you!

It's Ethaney (crescit eundo).
Jan 18th
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Pouring Off The Streets of Blue,
Letters fell like leaflets left Torn from fancy envelopes Deciding who and what would pay For signs decided plaid. How pens would see upon your road, How interprets your eyes with these, For life to live and love to shell A few more of these notes… How varied is the maple leaf, How yellow is the rotten reed? How self-indulged to write of this; How red your heart, and how it...
Jan 18th
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Pouring Off The Streets of Blue,
Letters fell like leaflets left Torn from fancy envelopes Deciding who and what would pay For signs decided plaid. How pens would see upon your road, How interprets your eyes with these, For life to live and love to shell A few more of these notes… How varied is the maple leaf, How yellow is the rotten reed? How self-indulged to write of this; How red your heart, and how it...
Jan 18th
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Of Strangled Ballroom.
May pass these lights as specks of gold And bundled for you millionfold, Had I not given you the world; Am I not worth of stories told? For eyes like fireflies in the light Amaze and take away my sight; Yet capture them to take as mine, Suffice will not, a thousand nights. Of Strangled Ballroom, life may wait When love was once, a love too late. Shall dancer end the prancer’s...
Jan 18th
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Of Strangled Ballroom.
May pass these lights as specks of gold And bundled for you millionfold, Had I not given you the world; Am I not worth of stories told? For eyes like fireflies in the light Amaze and take away my sight; Yet capture them to take as mine, Suffice will not, a thousand nights. Of Strangled Ballroom, life may wait When love was once, a love too late. Shall dancer end the prancer’s...
Jan 18th
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1. Get a degree. 2. Get a job. 3. Think, “This is what I’m gonna do all my life?” I dunno I just can’t wrap my mind around the idea. But oh well.
Jan 18th
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Jan 18th
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“The Magical Mystery Tour is dying to take you away… Dying to take you...”
Jan 18th
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Jan 18th
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Jan 18th
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Honestly, honestly, honestly, I have not felt something like randomly missing someone before; and the feeling itself, never as intense. It’s like I can’t focus on anything but thoughts of you. It’s like I know nothing at all about anything but the fact that I miss you.
Jan 17th
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Honestly, honestly, honestly, I have not felt something like randomly missing someone before; and the feeling itself, never as intense. It’s like I can’t focus on anything but thoughts of you. It’s like I know nothing at all about anything but the fact I miss you.
Jan 17th
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Sonnet 18, by William Shakespeare. Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date, Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed, And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance, or nature’s changing...
Jan 17th
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“Words are flying out like Endless rain into a paper cup. They slither while...”
– The Beatles, “Across the Universe”
Jan 17th
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ListenIs this a bad time? Uhh… this is me...
Jan 17th
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ListenIs this a bad time? Uhh… this is me...
Jan 17th
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misshapen-glasses asked: Under my pillow. XD
Jan 16th
misshapen-glasses asked: Under my pillow. XD
Jan 16th