November 2010
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Om nom nom.
I love waffles. More than most things.
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this is a dare, and I’m daring you.
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no shame november: Really I’ve just grown up... →
noshamenovember:
Really I’ve just grown up alone, and now I am afraid of people. Sometimes I crave the company; sometimes I reach out for someone; sometimes I want to change. I do pretty well one-on-one, but groups of people trigger some fear in me, some inferiority complex, some stupid insecurities that don’t…
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I am at the most hipsterest (not a word) party i’ve ever been to. People are actually talking about kanye and pitchfork.
I kind of love it.
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Je pense que j’ai besoin de commencer à parler français à nouveau.
oui.
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maybehaiku:
even if we change we’ll be the same. we’ll still have bits and bobs and beats
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I think I might start drawing comics.
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maybehaiku:
sometimes I don’t want to talk about it but I want you to ask me.
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oh sheesh y’all.
זה היה חלום
no shame november: mostly i think the reason that... →
noshamenovember:
mostly i think the reason that i never finish anything ever, never end my stories, never revise my poetry, never pick up a paintbrush or take a bottle of black spray paint to the weeping walls of the city is that i am so scared that the rest of the world wont see things the way i see them, that…
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fiveohfive:
this is what i do when i’m avoiding studying. i make videos of myself singing acapella Analog Rebellion. yep.
Everyone should be in love with you. Right now.
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“man, girls are so……hot.
I want them.
In my mouth.”
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moonconversations:
“its cold now, you should try and see your breath. just blow, its proof you’re alive”
“i can see everyone else’s proof just fine”
“but don’t you want to show people how alive you are?”
“i’ve got breath for better things”
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samantha darko: when you told me you felt lost I... →
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when you told me you felt lost I saw a little silver coin laying under your eyelid and I reached out to grab it but stopped because who am I to show you beautiful things and who am I to peel back your eyelids?
So instead I just touched you gently, resting the very ends of my fingertips on your…
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new song.