May 2013
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Running Log, Part 1
There isn’t a whole lot going on here in the wooded land of Brookfield, NH. I have a handful of friends in the area, and I do enjoy the company of Lucy, my happy fat house cat. But now that I’ve finished my undergrad, I need a new goal. A new assignment. That’s why I’ve decided to start running. I used to run a comfortable amount in high school while playing varsity...
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Theres a brief moment when you first wake up, where you have no memories. A...
– Anna Sophia Robb, The Carrie Diaries (via c-oquetry)
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For every girl who is tired of acting weak when she strong, there is a boy tired...
– CrimethInc
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We rely upon the poets, the philosophers, and the playwrights to articulate what...
– Helen Hayes (via wordpainting)
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If they don’t need you, it’s okay. You do not live for other people.
– Kyo (via modernhepburn)
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College. About that...
Remember that time, I went college and didn’t realize it was a Catholic institution until fall Freshman Orientation, and my school’s mascot was a giant purple bird that used to be happy and chubby but then suddenly got really angry and jacked, and the sprinklers went off while it was raining, and Chris the Wrap Guy was the nicest guy, and the shuttle was hell on wheels, and Stonebridge...
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April 2013
33 posts
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There’s something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they’re experts...
– Jeffrey McDaniel (via likeafieldmouse)
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(There’s a certain thrill, a strange ecstasy, that comes with the first...
– Deb Margolin, Good Morning Anita Hill…
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That time when you find a picture of your tattoo... →
Look at #71. Dat thumb.
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It’s not my job to cure dumb.
– Shane C. Hall
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Guess What's Coming! →
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In the end, only three things matter:
how much you loved, how gently you lived,...
– Buddhist saying (via skeletongarden)
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Two or three things I know for sure, and one of them is that if we are not...
– Dorothy Allison (via andrewgibby)
Love this book
She is braille.
I read her with my hands,
her body speaks to me.
I...
– Jhavia Nicole (via perfect)
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41 Ways To Reuse Your Broken Things →
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We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us
– Holly Golightly, Breakfast at Tiffany’s (via theelessa)
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Don’t settle. Don’t finish crappy books. If you don’t like the menu, leave the...
– Chris Brogan (via fawun)
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Danila
I remember you like I was yesterday,
Covered in sepia tones and blurred stories
Rewinding back six years
When your daughter and I would eat
Skittles and slumber on your living room floor
You were my other mother
And you always showered me with names
like Sweetie Pie and Honey
Letting me feel sweet enough
to be your own child
Your hair was long,
tickling the back of your shoulder...
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Finished another poem.
Let the poetic flowers bloom from winter’s word drought.