January 2011
59 posts
Jan 31st
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“There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.”
– Joseph Brodsky  (via learningtoread)
Jan 30th
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So Close, So Far
thebillsvillebad: she’s fused her aura so close to my soul that when she’s blue, i get cold. turned older, turned bolder turned to her own personal soldier with every slight hue of her mood, but picture the colors i could fill in our world when i feel she misses me too.
Jan 30th
Jan 29th
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Jan 29th
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Jan 29th
It's been a mad season.
Jan 28th
Jan 28th
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I know you have a heavy heart - I can feel it when we kiss. So many girls stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it. But me, I’m not a gamble. You can count on me to split. The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won’t exist.
Jan 27th
Jan 25th
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That awkward moment when you feel an actual...
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Jan 25th
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padmeskywalker: diagnonsense: facethedawn-: omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg LMAO
Jan 25th
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Jan 25th
866 notes
Lua by Bright Eyes
And I know you have a heavy heart; I can feel it when we kiss. So many men stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it. But me I’m not a gamble: you can count on me to split. The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won’t exist. You’re looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black. You just keep going to the bathroom always say...
Jan 25th
Jan 25th
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Jan 24th
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It’s 4:30 A.M., and I’m sleepy. “Sex lamp” is on, and so is Max’s screen saver, with the falling green lights, and everyone’s asleep or maybe just hoping to dream. It’s 4:30 A.M., and I’m exhausted. I wonder if it ever makes you feel this way too — staring at your clock at 4:30 A.M. wondering what’s keeping you going,...
Jan 24th
Jan 24th
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ireadintothings: It’s weird because a part of me wants to tell you everything, and a part of me does not, because there are some things I’ve done that are the heaviest, and that I am not really proud of. But you make me feel like I don’t have to explain myself, and that’s very different from what I am used to. And I don’t really like talking about myself anyway, but it seems like that’s all I...
Jan 24th
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Jan 23rd
“It is very sad to me that some people are so intent on leaving their mark on the...”
– John Green (via ellyskellington)
Jan 22nd
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I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back. It’s true - romance is dead: I shot it in the chest, then in the head. I’m casualty-obsessed and I’ve forgiven death, I am indifferent yet I am a total wreck; I’m every cliche, but I simply do it best. I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud, To calm your nerves I’m feeling for my clothes...
Jan 21st
ireadintothings: I think it is so brave to say everything you mean. I don’t say half of the things I wish I could, and even still I wish I would shut up. I talk too much I think, and I am afraid that I might say something that would make someone not like me, or even worse, that would hurt someone’s feelings. But I don’t even think about this anymore. Right now I think about how much I want to be...
Jan 21st
106 notes
I've never actually enjoyed reading required texts...
“The love of story — the belief that your vision can be expressed only through story, that characters can be more “real” than people, that the fictional world is more profound than the concrete. The love of the dramatic — a fascination with the sudden surprises and revelations that bring sea-changes in life. The love of truth — the belief that lies cripple the...
Jan 21st
Jan 20th
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Jan 19th
194 notes
“Ramses, why’d you put the frisbee in the fridge? It’s not perishable!” I’m really really happy to be back. :)
Jan 19th
Jan 19th
843 notes
Stop there, and let me correct it - I want to live a life from a new perspective.
Jan 18th
Dorothy Parker - Interior
Her mind lives in a quiet room, A narrow room, and tall, With pretty lamps to quench the gloom And mottoes on the wall. There all the things are waxen neat And set in decorous lines; And there are posies, round and sweet, And little, straightened vines. Her mind lives tidily, apart From cold and noise and pain, And bolts the door against her heart, Out wailing in the rain.
Jan 17th
Jan 17th
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Jan 17th
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Jan 17th
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When you see someone attractive and they're...
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Jan 16th
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Jan 16th
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Jan 13th
750 notes
Jan 13th
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Jan 13th
883 notes
(Happiness hit her like a train on a track.)
The dog days are over, the dog days are done. Can you hear the horses? ‘Cause here they come.
Jan 11th
“Nobody thinks it will work, do they? No. You just described every great success...”
– Say Anything
Jan 11th
Jan 11th
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Jan 10th
Jan 10th
Jan 10th
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I love when you can call someone and start it off with “Hey, it’s me…” and you know they’ll know who you are. The simple things. :P
Jan 9th
Jan 9th
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“I’m fascinated by the way the contemporary world has constructed this manic...”
– John Green. Best way of explaining the indie-boy-behavior-inspired-by-(500)-Days-of-Summer that is epidemic. (via tropicalmug)
Jan 9th
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Jan 9th
297 notes
“I feel like, like, how you matter is defined by the things that matter to you....”
– John Green (An Abundance of Katherines)
Jan 8th
306 notes
“You’re so cynical,” Tiny says, waving his hand at me. “I’m not cynical, Tiny,”...”
– —Will Grayson, Will Grayson  Submitted by mylonelysoul (via effyeahnerdfighters)
Jan 7th