May 2012
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April 2012
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March 2012
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February 2012
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January 2012
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December 2011
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October 2011
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September 2011
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a c al l to a rm s
who’s on my team.
who’s on your team?
“No one”, she said. “but it’s ok now”.
We go on alone. On and on and on.
“they said we’ll throw far, but they don’t know how far we’ll throw”.
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August 2011
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July 2011
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Watchsolid
One thing I’ve always prided myself on is my innate intuition. It comes with years of dwelling in the background and quietly observing human behavior.
I can sense a breakup from a mile away, can tap into a friendship’s genuine trust and honesty. I can hear hesitation from across a room, and detect doubt in a person’s eyes. I feel someone’s pain in my bones, and absorb...
i am never anyone’s first choice.
I will never be anyone’s first choice.
I’ve come to accept that.
And if you can’t understand why I want to press my soft cheeks against the warm metal bells in that beautiful cathedral, then try to. I don’t know of any other place I’d feel so at home. A place so ancient, and full of dust. To push those bells and feel so much...
June 2011
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I’m tired of my cynical generation. I’m always going to be an analytical piss ant no matter what I do, so from now on I’m going to fight all the cynicism with over-enthusiasm and hyperboles. Everything is so wonderful all the time. You’re the best. Everyone is amazing. End of story. Fuck off.
