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it’s funny the way we stand here; with a gaping bit of ground between us, mocking the distance we keep. my hands are on my hips, now in my pockets, and now they just hang. useless, by my side. awkward. they’re lost; there’s no conversation to emphasize/illustrate/exaggerate, so they don’t know where to go. and your [...] { the picture's not great, but if you squint, you can see all the little moving people. (: } I chased down a comforting atmosphere this evening. I went to the gym right after class, and I did what I sometimes like doing when I wanna disengage from the world. I pretend that I’m back home. [...] Only because it’s still so raw and real. Soon I’ll just be a series of images that sometimes flash through your mind, when you least expect it. And after that, only a few will stay. Then, one. A memory of a memory. For whatever reason, I’m incredibly insecure. Not normally. Not often. But today. Today, yesterday, and [...] (: double (: I want. go here to drool over them. oh wait, maybe that’s just me. in other news, I’m going to the commissary tomorrow (I missed going last week cause I was in town all weekend and then had to move Sunday night) and I’m SO excited to get my fruit. I seriously missed having [...] a remarkable artist that specializes in “hyper realistic” paintings. these are a few that blew [...]
brain dust bunnies. * I love finding a semi-famous person’s blog and realizing that they actually have substance. I enjoy finding successful writers’ and designers’ blogs even more because getting to read their creative ramblings gives me such a terrific opportunity to stalk their intense genius. * sometimes I wish I could fly wherever I wanted [...]
I have spoken to the rest of the world and we all feel sorry for you. Because we get to look at you but all you have to look at, is us. what a lovely way to be told you’re beautiful. I don’t say it often enough. in fact, it isn’t said often enough at all. [...]
We can answer any question we have, like how do actors make themselves cry, so we never sit in wonder and wonder at the wonder of the world, anymore. And anything we watch can be paused, so we never argue about what just happened while we were talking, anymore. We cannot hope that we might have [...] the light was burgeoning, but the darkness was pressing harder. his faith was building bridges, but the wind was catching them and breaking them like little flailing pieces of string. the words began welling in his chest, clawing their way up his throat, looking for escape, but fear pushed them right back down again. the morning [...] freakin’ hilarious. good way to put things in perspective. please watch; your day will instantly be better. (:
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