March 2011
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I have never wanted to say cheesy things so much...
What the fuck is happening to me?
And There Were No Strings Attached: 20 Things I... →
maskedbird:
1. You don’t have to buy a man anything for Valentines Day. Just bake brownies.
2. Friendship isn’t defined by time spent together or how much you know about each other, but how much is understood without saying a word.
3. You can wear any hat you want. Just own it while its on your head.
4….
These are so true.
Also, this is my girl Savannah.
Follow her, she needs love.
...
February 2011
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I hung out with the cute barista at Starbucks...
I like him a lot.
This is new.
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The cute barista at Starbucks gave me his number...
With a precious note.
When did I suddenly become attractive?
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Look around you,
Walls are breaking.
The world is crumbling on our heads.
When it comes to this,
Every man for himself,
Love is simply quicksand.
And attachment,
Well,
You might as well just chain yourself
To the ground.
Fighting,
Fighting,
Tooth and nail.
It’s the only way out.
“You have to hurt others to be extraordinary.”
Stupid tornadoes. I don't want to die.
Swing - Drop Dead, Gorgeous
This has been my jam...
Goodnight, moon.
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“So if you wanna burn yourself remember that I love you,
and if you wanna cut...”
– Kimya Dawson - Loose Lips
I just want lips on my lips.
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I just realized that I very severely judge people...
OCD makes me so productive sometimes.
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I desperately miss the feeling of rough fingers on...
While throwing candy hearts at people this afternoon, some were nicely receptive to the occasion… some not so much.
A couple of cute boys caught theirs and smiled. They seemed appreciative.
One guy ran away, screaming “I already have a girlfriend!!!”
All in all, I think it went quite well.
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On a scale of 1 to Tiffany Wade, how single are...
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The Crack in the Wall
A summer of innocence and adventure.
Young girls find a secret hideaway
By accident
On a reckless afternoon.
A hidden space between
Abandoned shops
And a Civil War graveyard.
Over broken cement and overgrown
Tree roots,
Climbing,
Crawling.
Faded spray paint on a
Red brick wall reads,
“卐 64”
In chipped blue.
Pull a bottle out of the dirt.
There’s a paper inside,
...
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Sometimes, I just want someone to hold my hand and kiss me on the top of the head.
Sometimes, I just want someone to throw me up against a wall and ravage me.
I get neither.
Sex and literature, darlings, that's all that...
Sometimes I think I was born backwards. You know,...
Snow days and coffee dates. :)
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