March 2012
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February 2012
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“The moon was but a chin of gold
A night or two ago,
And now she turns her...”
– Emily Dickinson (via hectorfourteen)
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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)
