February 2012
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nocternity:
Passing to Where?
Sometimes I take out my passport, look at the photograph of myself (not very good, etc.) just to see if I exist
- Richard Brautigan
I can not even begin to describe the fury that I...
The waters turn from blue to red as towards the...
“Summer came, cruel and hot, with the demeanor of a stranger on an east-bound...”
– (my paragraph to begin the novel my best friend and I are co-writing) (via heavycrossed)
“I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and...”
– Unknown (via butt3rflycollector)
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January 2012
29 posts
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MY river runs to thee: Blue sea, wilt welcome me?
My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously!
I ’ll fetch thee brooks From spotted nooks,—
Say, sea, Take me!
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I hide myself within my flower, That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too— And angels know the rest.
I hide myself within my flower, That, fading from your vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me Almost a loneliness.
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Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it, Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee, Proud of my night since thou with moons dost slake it, Not to partake thy passion, my humility.
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When roses cease to bloom, dear, And violets are done, When bumble-bees in solemn flight Have passed beyond the sun,
The hand that paused to gather Upon this summer’s day Will idle lie, in Auburn,— Then take my flower, pray!
“The boy I loved didn’t know I existed. Then again, he was obsessed with Camus,...”
– David Levithan
The human condition is being a contradiction
“The brain is wider than the sky
For put them side by side
The one the other...”
– Emily Dickinson, Poem 632 (via kscarlat)
My rising respect for Zooey Deschanel has been greatly exacerbated by the news of her coming divorce with the Death Cab guy.
It somewhat bothers me when people say things about “I’m a 90s kid” and “______ was so much better when I was a kid. Now it’s all dumb and different and new.” This is absolutely ridiculous. Things change and you’re judging them for it. You have “back in my day” syndrome already and you are a teenager. You’re putting a bitter aftertaste on...
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