May 2012
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The missing comes slowly, like aging does, comes quietly in the night while sleep clings to my lashes and cheekbones and mouth. One day I woke up and everything was different. I could see people I’d run into by accident, snatches of grass or dirt or hair or more skin on an arm or calf after stepping out of the shower. I am made of missing, of constantly reaching and yearning for places seen...
May 30th
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May 30th
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“I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he...”
– Emily Brontë (via bavarde)
May 30th
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“but I say whatever one loves, is”
– Sappho, Poems and Fragments, trans. Stanley Lombardo (via proustitute)
May 30th
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May 30th
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May 30th
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“You play along, because you want to die for love, you always have.”
– Richard Siken (via horasmortas)
May 29th
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May 29th
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“Heart weeps. Head tries to help heart. Head tells heart how it is, again: You...”
– Lydia Davis, Varieties of Disturbance
May 25th
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May 25th
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“And maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves.”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via saddest-summer)
May 25th
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May 23rd
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May 23rd
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“Write hard and clear about what hurts.”
– Ernest Hemingway (via seabois)
May 23rd
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“To think of him in the middle of the day lifts me out of ordinary living.”
– Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934 (via coffeeislovely)
May 21st
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May 21st
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I am still wandering, though ambling about this website, picking up my pen and setting it down again. I’ve been quiet. I don’t know where the words hide, you understand. I don’t know where they run off to. Even this is a struggle to write. I tango with vowels, shimmy up against the soft spine of consonant. Slowly, it comes back. But it’s nice to be here, nice to see the...
May 21st
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May 19th
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“Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful...”
– Frank O’Hara, Meditations in an Emergency (via cartographe)
May 19th
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May 19th
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May 16th
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The problem has to do with everyone editing themselves on here. I do it, you do it, we all do it. Sentences get squashed by the ‘delete’ or ‘backspace’ keys, by the blade-like tip of the ballpoint pen as we cross out sentences, words, names; whole feelings, whole experiences. I send words to their death several times a week and it isn’t out of kindness. How many...
May 16th
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May 16th
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“Food, fire, walks, dreams, cold, sleep, love, slowness, time, quiet, books,...”
– Jeanette Winterson, Why I Adore the Night (via growing-orbits)
May 15th
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May 15th
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“It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.”
– Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude (via flentes)
May 15th
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May 14th
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“It’s tough being a guy, having to be gruff and buff, the strong silent type,...”
– Dorianne Laux, “Men”
May 14th
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May 14th
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“I want a soul mate who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don’t...”
– Henry Rollins (via isetthingsonfire)
May 12th
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May 12th
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“I’ve always had a theory that some of us are born with nerve endings...”
– Joy Harjo (via dailystendhalnitesaudade)
May 12th
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May 12th
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May 12th
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“She stuck a bookmark in my heart and walked away.”
– Saul Williams, from “She” (via jamima-puddle-duck)
May 11th
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May 11th
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May 11th
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belgards asked: I told the girl that I like that I liked her, and she told me that she has fallen for and has kissed another boy. She told me that if she were sensible, she would fall for and date me. I don't know what to do. I'm lost, really. What should I do now? My heart is not broken, but slightly torn.
May 11th
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May 11th
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Things lost for the unforeseeable future: You
May 11th
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May 11th
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May 10th
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May 10th
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“At that moment I was sure. That I belonged in my skin. That my organs were mine...”
– Dave Eggers, You Shall Know Our Velocity! (via pavorst)
May 10th
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May 10th
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“I drank coffee and read old books and waited for the year to end.”
– Richard Brautigan, Trout Fishing In America (via larmoyante)
May 10th
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May 8th
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May 8th
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May 8th
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“He undreams himself, remembers she has left him.”
– Michael Ondaatje, In the Skin of a Lion (via weissewiese)
May 7th
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