October 2011
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this year so far:
lost my job of nearly five years. heartbroken.
dropped out of college for the second time.
went up a couple pant sizes.
got the most boring job of my life almost immediately.
made a lot of wonderful friends at arvest bank.
re-enrolled in college.
the love of my life moved in with me.
learned how to cook for two.
atlanta, georgia! for about an hour. had to come home because i was crying and...
September 2011
6 posts
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Van’s Nursery {Vintage Inspired Decorating... →
DIY: How to make a window cornice →
DIY: Mini Bookshelves | Do It Yourself →
a transformation to behold
last summer smelled differently than this summer. way differently.
July 2011
7 posts
January 2011
2 posts
September 2010
1 post
haha
booyahgrandma:
I would also like to note that I made a special trip to the store for ketchup because I was making hashbrowns and hashbrowns sans ketchup is seriously one of the most fucked up things I can think of.
June 2010
11 posts
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i want i want i want
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“Take my hand.
Take my whole life too,
because I can’t help falling in love...”
– Elvis
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“I’ve learned that people will forget what you say to them, people will forget...”
– Maya Angelou
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While She's Gone by Jim Carroll
It’s too late to change you with language Your boundaries are always too narrow, and you bury Yourself beneath a shallow grave of artifice, flesh and perfection Look up above the mountain, to the right Of the castle’s turret, that’s not a gull That’s a heart. And of course it’s tattered Swooping too low crossing The Atlantic to find you, its stomach Was slit open on...
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Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell by Marty McConnel
leaving is not enough; you must stay gone. train your heart like a dog. change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. you lucky, lucky girl. you have an apartment just your size. a bathtub full of tea. a heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor at...
i'm goinna make it through this year if it kills...
and so it is.
i’ll remember these summer nights.
1, 2, 3, 4
i can see my heart beat through my skin. it’s faster and slower at the same time.
when will i know you and what will it feel like? will i be a better person? will it matter?
Tell me we are one
and that it’s the others who scar me,
not you.
things i'm supposed to remember
1. greetings and farewells are super important.
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I am focusing all my energies on this one thing: Forgetting the past, and looking forward to what lies ahead. —Philippians 3:13
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Nowadays not even a suicide kills himself in desperation. Before taking the step he deliberates so long and so carefully that he literally chokes with thought. It is even questionable whether he ought to be called a suicide, since it is really thought which takes his life. He does not die with deliberation but from deliberation.
—Soren Kierkegaard
May 2010
5 posts
end it.
end it.
end it.
end it end it end it
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oral history...
i found some coins on the bottom of the ocean. they’re going to be my retirement. which is good because nobody is going to take care of us anymore. we work our whole lives for nothing. that’s what it feels like anyway.
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just in:
“if you need to leave and come back, i can have these ready for you.”
“i’ll have my husband come by and pick them up.”
“what’s the last name?”
“his name is kyle mccarthy.”
or,
maybe it’s best if you mind your own business.
girlperson:
Pomplamoose/Beat It (Michael Jackson...
April 2010
4 posts
and so,
on that night i would have stood in the rain forever. i said to you that sometimes you meet someone you cannot ignore. you said to me that you would not ignore me.
i am yours.
i am yours.
i am yours.
He has torn us to pieces
but he will heal us;
he has injured us
but he will bind up our wounds.
the truth
he lived in the attic.
i remember walking down the driveway where the bus dropped me off. we usually walked together.
i knew what happened. confirmation: lifeless.
i didn’t understand what i saw until today. then, i was most upset because he made a mess. because he changed my routine.
Still Life With Woodpecker
There is only one serious question. And that is: Who knows how to make love stay? Answer me that and I will tell you whether or not to kill yourself. Answer me that and I will ease your mind about the beginning and the end of time. Answer me that and I will reveal to you the purpose of the moon.
February 2010
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so,
i miss this.
i so miss this.
September 2009
1 post
August 2009
1 post
1.
when i would watch my grandmother get ready for bed at night.
June 2009
2 posts
things
books and books and books and books.
an old typewriter.
guitar
ignore her.
ignore her.
ignore her.
ignore her.
story of my life.
May 2009
3 posts
ampersand
i like making new friends.
wants, and needs that are actually wants.
i need to go to the laundry mat with the couch cushions. i’m afraid that they will shrink and then we will have mini-cushions. i guess that could be really funny, in a not that funny way. i’m going to purchase a canvas to put over the couch so that it doesn’t get dirty again. that way we can just wash it if this monsoon season continues. we can even dye it whatever color we want....
it's my lyfe, playa.
rappin’ and rhymin’. for real.
April 2009
4 posts
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i’m listening to notorious b.i.g.
yes, please.
thrift, and with///
character.
two stories.
wooden floors, refinished.
deep window sills.
interior design.
clothing.
furniture.
books.
collections; lamps, stamps, buttons.
coffee.
internet café.
payphone booths.
tapes, records, compact discs.
films.
games and game systems.
art classes and workshops for children.
photography booth.
my best friends.
girl crushes
ashlee simpson
zooey deschanel
i lub my bessfrans.
March 2009
2 posts
things and things and things
i dislike feeling embarrassed for people.
i wish we were still going to california.