January 2012
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goodbye, again.
the real world is calling
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ramblings sleep has become a stranger to my eyes.
going back through old photos taken with a disposable camera before the realization that those friendships could be disposable.
reality is too far complex to comprehend.
i am peculiarly solicitous for this summer and the promise of adventures.
attracted to the elusive.
note to self: you’re too self-aware and think too highly of...
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my problems:
we’re all reading the same books.
we’re all watching the same movies.
we’re all listening to the same music.
we’re all emulating the same photos.
we’re all inspired by the same things.
we all have such similar opinions.
one person creates something and the rest follow. wash, rinse, repeat.
we follow. we create. we follow again. the cycles.
i...
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family
I used to be the type of person that would make remarks such as “if we weren’t related, we wouldn’t be friends”, in regards to certain family members.
but my once self-righteous outlook has been swayed by recent realizations; i’m genetically attached to these people. even if i wanted to, i can’t ever fully escape the connection i have with them.
so...
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a home is not a home until there is either coffee, wine, or tea in the kitchen.
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orange slice jello, card towers, small closets and string lights.
happy america party to all.
Of Montreal- Gronlandic Edit
i’m not in a stage of life where i want love.
all i want is a muse and to be a muse.
I am just so very upset for the back of the bathtub because it is never really as warm as the front of the bath. and that’s so sad, you know? That it gets everything last…almost secondhand…..even though it’s where I sit and where I want to be the coziest. life isn’t fair.
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if i only buy unisex clothing, skirts, dresses and shoes
and you only buy unisex clothing, pants, jackets and shoes
then we’ll save so much money and be oh so charming.
my dad likes to hide in the closet of the spare bedroom and make whispering noises until someone goes to find him and then he just stares at you like a deer in the headlights and waits for you to leave.
but not this time, dad.
no no no. i will not give into your really weird games that don’t really have a point and sometimes make me wonder if you’re possessed.
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i think my biggest mistake was thinking that everyone was less complicated than they really were. i couldn’t wrap my thoughts around the concept that other people sometimes over-analyzed every little detail… and how one off or unmade reaction, from me, could confuse their happiness.
i wasn’t intentionally playing games, i really wasn’t. i just don’t think i fully...
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new years resolutions
go to a show at least once a month. doesn’t matter the genre or the size
let people know how i feel… good or bad. i’m tired of people thinking i don’t have opinions
not to straighten/blow-dry/dye my hair until my bangs reach my chin. exceptions include: winter formal and if someone else does it for me
be touchy (in a friendly way). a guy friend...
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The Tree RIng- The Uninvited Grey