February 2012
65 posts
Feb 24th
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Finished
The Hunger Games. My imaginary world just ended… So sad.
Feb 23rd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 21st
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Feb 21st
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Feb 21st
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Feb 21st
I’ve lost 7.6 lbs on weight watchers so far! Fuck yes world! Let’s rock it out!
Feb 18th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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dreamsandashes asked: lololol You are too kind.
Feb 17th
We fall
Up into the trees, We find ourselves whispering About the cotton ball clouds And railing symposium dreams. You told me, again, you Wouldn’t want to love me In the wintertime. The peacetime riddles Dumbfounded our flurried Conversation
Feb 17th
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fuck
i want to get out of my house. but it is cold, so i figured i would stay in bed and wouldnt leave unless someone came to get me. well, now someone is coming to get me… and i should put on warmer clothes. wtf NM, you are supposed to be HOT!!!! fuck now i need to get the fuck up and put on my pretty face. my brother and his friends are band practicing upstairs. sounds like train...
Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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who wants to cuddle?
Feb 17th
Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 16th
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calm cool collected
Feb 16th
Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
Feb 15th
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are we
as writers, doomed to be alone? to be bitchy? sad? lonely? gloomy? wtfEVER!!!!! ugh. no we aren’t. im an optimist. and a realist… which is where the somewhat dismal part of my blah blah blah comes in. i dont need a valentine to make me happy. i am going to go be sweet to some people, get a pedicure, put on some pretty clothes and make someone smile. plus, a cute boy came...
Feb 14th
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i thought
about being all sweet and going to see my friends at work and taking them sweets and being sweet with everyone but the wind sucks and its putting me in a shitty mood. great. happy vday.
Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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bathroomstallpoetry asked: So an MFA is worth it? I've never really given college a chance, maybe I should. Out of curiosity, where do you go to school? I figure I should do some research in the area, at least that way I could make an informed decision.
Feb 14th
i've decided
I’m getting a hoop tattoo… just have to work out the kinks and details, but it is happening. also, i’m going to start making hoop art. stoked.
Feb 14th
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oh...
and if you dont know who she is… look up Courtney Marie Andrews because she is fucking amazing and I got to see her perform in my friend’s living room last week. EPIC!
Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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“A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity.”
–  Franz Kafka (via amandaonwriting)
Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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R.A.D.
wow i have had such an AMA-ZA-ZING day today! i worked at Milagro, had a great session at physical therapy, went to the gym and killed it hard for a super intense thirty minute power session, had a great day tutoring and ate like a fucking champ! I still have more points to consume before the day is over because i ate so many power foods today! stoked on life, and goals and awesomeness!!!! now,...
Feb 14th
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I want to tell that boy from the super market ( he was dressed in red ) , that my pears did not ripen after two days and I don’t like falling in love with liars.
Feb 13th
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The Smoke that Moved Me
Frail form renounces me to the backseat, I depart in guilt. Driving down caffeine highways in nicotine covered miles, the neuromuscular cocktails provide relief from the trailing grief of my broken grandfather. He was put into the hospital only days ago with asthma, pneumonia, emphysema or lung cancer. A hospital full of questions and I leave the city with everything but answers. This vehicle full...
Feb 13th
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Feb 13th
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Guess what, gorgeous? I can’t stand the sight of you because you make my heart drop into my stomach and I know you aren’t mine anymore.
Feb 13th
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Feb 11th
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Word of Mouth
In the town you grew up in, surrounded by the ‘what was’ and ‘who they were’, playground and stomping grounds, the ghosts hidden in deep brush. Overgrown weeds siding fence lines that housed town secrets and myths about ghost cows. The times spent screaming at the life of La Llarona. Afraid of dried up riverbeds that held skeletons of guilt-stricken mothers. The one who wanted another chance to...
Feb 10th
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Feb 10th
Feb 10th
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i want to hoop. right now. where should i go? hmm…
Feb 10th
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