May 2012
1 post
Hurray, we have internet again! Now I can waste my time!
May 21st
April 2012
2 posts
Florida
O send me away on the gathering waves of a dusk-colored sea in the sky With the silhouette birds over pink shrouded hills and I shall return by and by. O send me away to the gathering waves and the shimmering sun in the sea And my heart still hiding ‘neath silhouette palms where it waits to return back to me.
Apr 8th
Moving to Florida in 7 days!!
Apr 4th
March 2012
5 posts
Mar 31st
53 notes
Magic
“Pick a card, any card,” I said this to myself while practicing my magic in front of the mirror. Incredibly, my reflection didn’t even phase me. Short red shorts riding halfway up the thigh, a red, yellow, green, and blue striped tee-shirt tucked tightly below my chunky waste-line, large round glasses that engulfed any and all ocular features, hair perfectly parted on the left and plastered to the...
Mar 20th
Mar 13th
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Mar 7th
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Mar 1st
February 2012
1 post
Feb 28th
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January 2012
7 posts
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Jan 28th
“Every time a couple gets married two single people die.”
– Leslie Knope, Parks and Recreation (via candyheilman)
Jan 20th
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an email from my bro
Start with a cage containing five monkeys. Inside the cage, hang a banana on a string and place a set of stairs under it. Before long, a monkey will go to the stairs and start to climb towards the banana. As soon as he touches the stairs, spray all of the other monkeys with cold water. After a while, another monkey makes an attempt with the same result - all the other monkeys are sprayed with cold...
Jan 13th
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I propose a new theory
It is said that every action has an equal and opposite reaction: the first law of motion. So how does friction fit into all of this, because wouldn’t it be like a combination of two laws? Obviously it starts with an action of an object, so we can’t ignore the fact that there is a reaction as well. If there truly is an equal and opposite reaction, then the friction comes from the other object’s...
Jan 12th
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05/365
twotwistedlovers: Today a bird pooped on my jeans and it’s really not as pleasant as it seems so now I will have to wash eight times a day because really, bird, that was not okay. haha, hilarious. this happened to me once too.
Jan 6th
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guise~
sammeatsbrains: i’m a total loser and have 97 followers. i freaked out when i realized i almost had 100. then my best friend says she almost has 700…. </3 That’s ok, i only have 34.
Jan 5th
113 notes
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Recognizing the Revelatory Detail
I have recently discovered that revelation is not only shocking, it is simplistic. In most cases, a revelation comes from preconceived details and is often overlooked because the details seem too obvious. But usually, it will be the very first thing you notice; so pay attention.   I watched a woman for a total of twenty seconds: the ten seconds she took walking into starbucks and the ten seconds...
Jan 4th
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December 2011
16 posts
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Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 25th
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Dec 15th
286 notes
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I traverse a lonely road
I traverse a lonely road (tho, grant it, not untrod by both men and giants)  where glory is just a facade where hope seems far more dependent on a person’s belief that your work is more resplendent than the beauties their eyes have already beheld. The road, it is lonely a hard road where men trudge on only for sake of their love for the road itself I don’t seek glory just hope that...
Dec 7th
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Ghosts and Onionskins: He wakes and you remember a... →
ghostsandonionskins: He wakes and you remember a time that stands against your writing that spits into your ears that throws you ‘gainst your hist’ry and softly disappears Kiss him read him let him know you love the fire that defies the night pretending its alive lecturing in teacher’s voice where…
Dec 7th
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Never trust a poet's words
justanothermemphisgirl: Never trust a poet’s words a poet sees what isn’t there Colors that you thought were true are blended with a poet’s flair for beauty  In unguarded places in stolen hours in broken faces he writes his letters of enchantment Fantasy born of love or loss Memories that are not his own But even then, the words he pens wrap themselves so lovingly around your mind that even...
Dec 7th
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Dec 6th
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Dec 6th
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Dec 5th
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Dec 5th
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From outside I looked
From outside I looked into the windows of the world what I saw seemed so small so finite, so furled like a neat package with ribbons all curled into spirals of unimaginable pink it seemed strange and all from this vantage point of utter cosmos, that I, from a dream, saw a factory of what you might call fantasy none of it was real That is to say some things were real: you and me and the machines...
Dec 3rd
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Rabbits do the same thing i've noticed
Rabbits do the same thing i’ve noticed Except they never stop Perhaps it’s because they don’t have fingers I do and i stop At least until i start feeling uncomfortable again Me, I look weird Especially in public where fingers are rude I hate this habbit Scrunching my nose makes me look like a rabbit But I’m sick Annoying! those daggers in my nose 
Dec 3rd
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it hurts knowing that our dreams are much closer to some else’s reality
Dec 3rd
Dec 3rd
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one often finds himself in a company of strangers  one will change for lust of strangers to find oneself in their company
Dec 1st
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Another day disappeared I should have known Sitting is worthless and Lap is often spelled w-a-s-t-e 
Dec 1st
November 2011
9 posts
Nov 29th
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The true meaning of thxkilling
I guess holidays are pretty awesome deals, and who am I to argue the absolute perfection of a massive turkey dinner emulsifying a wild pack of howling family members scrambling for stuffing and sweet potato casserole? But all this…is this thanksgiving? I guess, yeah, it definitely creates the atmosphere everyone is looking for during the holidays, and it seems that the very tangibility of...
Nov 28th
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Thxkilling...
Hope everyone enjoyed their thxkilling. I know I did. 
Nov 28th
Nov 24th
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Oh...my...goodness!!
It’s been years since I’ve come across a book that overpowered my will to stop reading. ROOM by Emma Donoghue is a brilliant, terrifying novel that will leave you utterly changed. You will not be able to put it down.
Nov 17th
Nov 15th
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Nov 4th
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Nov 2nd
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October 2011
28 posts
Oct 27th
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Oct 27th
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Oct 25th
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Oct 25th
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Oct 23rd
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Oct 23rd
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Oct 23rd
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Oct 21st
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Oct 21st
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