May 2012
27 posts
I’m the hero of the story; don’t need to be saved.
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Oh look, datzzz me! Hahaha funny how I was asked to be photographed on a day when I was so hungover and really just put the outfit together for its comfort.
Think you can see the hangover on my face though :|
Where you come from is gone, where you thought you were going to never was...
– Flannery O’Connor
But we couldn’t deny it because we could not admit it
If our love was too...
FUCK THIS SHIT
For someone who has experienced all kinds of shit, I think I am actually pretty damn trusting.
But surprise, surprise, I AM NO FUCKING FOOL. I do have suspicions and I do know what goes on but I prefer giving the benefit of a doubt.
And today, I am so done.
So thank you all who have abused this trust in one way or another; twisted some word, conjured some tale, hidden some truth. So thank you,...
What you think is the heart might well be another organ.
– Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit
Sometimes I think myself as a pit stop, like a gas station. People come by, make a stop, get their tanks filled vehicles cleaned machines repaired; I provide a good service. Then they leave, go on their way.
Maybe sometime in the future they will remember I did something good for them. Maybe they will never think about it again.
We all weave stories for ourselves. We need to.
– Ed
So of course you read Murakami; you live in in-between spaces.
– B
April 2012
39 posts
A sad story, don’t you think?
I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then I could travel just by folding...
Like diamonds we are cut with our own dust
Remember to forget.
You can’t lose what you never had.
I want to see you. Know your voice. Recognize you when you first come ‘round the...
– Rumi
But, no, you didn’t break my heart. You broke, like, my toe. When people’s...
– Elyssa Goodman
Ephemeral
Another one that got away.