February 2010
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Feb 1st
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we must be swift as the coursing river, with all...
be a man.
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January 2010
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Jan 31st
crushes: dear chocolate cake, i know you think i’m with cheesecake, but you’re the only cake i want to eat. i could eat you for the rest of my life, honestly. you never get stale. you’re not too sweet. and you have just the right amount of icing on you. i don’t care if you’re not my cake, darnit. i put the icing on; as far as i’m concerned, i can eat as much of you as i like. will you let me...
Jan 31st
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Jan 30th
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watching the snow fall outside my window while reading.
Jan 30th
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my future is a scary thing to think about.
Jan 29th
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i hate when people act like they’re so much more important than they are.
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“You get kicked in the heart by someone who’s aware of it or not, and you...”
– john mayer
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“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to...”
– Jack Kerouac (via alexaline)
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waking up to snow isn’t a bad way to start the day.
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apples and peanut butter is a great way to end the day.
Jan 25th
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i was born in the arms of imaginary friends.
Jan 25th
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i hate when applications ask for “special skills.” i have no idea what to write.
Jan 25th
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Jan 25th
im adorable, why don't i have a boyfriend?
weasleylove:serpentsbeneaththeirhoods:(via devindouche)
Jan 25th
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“Girls do not dress for boys. They dress for themselves, and of course, each...”
– Betsey Johnson (via alexaline)
Jan 25th
crushes: August Owl, You were bailing wire that kept my skin fastened to my bones; the thread stitched throughout my clothes. You were the matchstick burning, kindling the fire in my soul; a rare stone among the coals. Never tell me this is not how my heart’s supposed to work, because if it’s not, why are things ten times better when I’m with you? — Spring Canary
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“She loved to walk down the street with a book under her arm. It had the same...”
– Milan Kundera (via sandysays) (via suzywire)
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