June 2012
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50 Shades of Awful
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rosa—sparks:
I have read, and now re-read, 50 Shades of Grey, 50 Shades Darker and 50 Shades Freed, the trilogy of garbage written by EL James.
As most everyone has noted and laughed about, the titillating topic of a young woman with her dominant boyfriend/partner has captured the attention of seemingly every middle-aged, white lady across every continent and beyond. At this...
April 2012
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Last time.
That sadness you feel when you realise that the last time you did something was really the last time. And how you wish someone could have told you it was the last time, so you could pay extra attention. So you could really memorise it, because the memories were going to have to last forever.
March 2012
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Like Crazy.
I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it, but I didn’t, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. Because it’s the halves that halve you in half. I didn’t know, don’t know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you,...
February 2012
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My thoughts on "I miss you"
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Unless we are in a situation where you are no where near me for a long period of time and we live on two end of the earth then I kind of don’t take “I miss you” seriously. That makes me sound like an asshole but peep game, if you missed me that much then why not approach me with something along the lines of “I would like to see you this weekend” hmm?
Sure sometimes people are busy,...
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“I do things like get in a taxi and say, “The library, and step on it.”
– David Foster Wallace (via 4mbivalent)
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“I decided long ago never to walk in anyone’s shadow. If I fail, if I...”
– Whitney Houston
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January 2012
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Pariah.
Heartbreak opens onto the sunrise
For even breaking is opening
And I am broken
I am open
See the love shine in through my cracks
See the light shine out from me
My spirit takes journey
My spirit takes flight
And I am not running
I am choosing
I am broken
I am broken open
Breaking is freeing
Broken is freedom
I am not broken
I am free
December 2011
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Anonymous asked: Ok fo real - you've got super awesome stuff coming your way this week. xoxo Tumblr Buddy
November 2011
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“This is love, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate...”
– Brod, Everything Is Illuminated.
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