August 2011
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I wish I could describe how Wyoming smells... It's...
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it’s like honey and rain, libraries and dust, and something i can only describe as calm.
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June 2011
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3 month minimum sublease. no smokers or pets.
Stayed up way too late last night trolling Craigslist in search of a new home. This just in: people are far too picky. I’m reminded of the time I saw a classified ad looking for a “Mary Poppins type nanny for two great kids.” I tore it out of the newspaper and kept it in my wallet for months, because it cracked me up every time I saw it. What a testament to people’s...
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unraveling
There are only a handful of reasons you’re still here, and on a good day you can remember half of them. It’s been this way for a while, but you just keep trying, you know? You just keep trying to sort through the good and the bad and find something in the midst of it that’s worth calling a life. Nothing in that jumble looks like the lives other people have. Nothing that makes...
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drifting
The fact that I like you so much turns me into a nervous wreck. I don’t think it’s cute, but we agree to disagree. There are times I just want the whole world to fade away. I want to be gripped by that crazy upswing of energy that pins you in one place, holds you down, makes you appreciate every moment and breath. I want to do that with you. I like to think about the people we...
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long distance
I used to write letters to this girl I barely knew.
We met on the internet back in the boom of girl-power blogs and feminista websites. Everyone was listening to Sleater-Kinney and talking about making the big pilgrimage out to Olympia. This was before people on the internet had the stigma of being social outcasts, and long, long before it came full circle to ubiquitous Facebook walls. We...
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May 2011
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“A tweet may not look like much, but its value lies in the mental dimension. You...”
– Brilliant economist Tyler Cowen.
April 2011
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Kids today, man. Kids today.
Okay, I admit it: Tumblr is a blogging service highly populated by teens. The median age of users is probably sixteen, maybe seventeen. And I don’t discount the opinions of teenagers — I started blogging a decade ago, when I was fourteen. It was much harder to find a community of teenagers online at that point, beyond your own high school social network on MySpace. I ended up...
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July 2010
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June 2010
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October 2009
10 posts
“To know you like your tongue knows the back of your teeth. That’s all I want.”
– I Wrote This For You (via amandoline) (via unicornology) (via dilaudid) (via finallyseeing)
“Take chances, take a lot of them. Because honestly, no matter where you end up...”
– Unknown (via littlemiss) (via pacificocean) (via onherway) (via finallyseeing)
“Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is...”
– Minister, Synecdoche, New York (via thedailyfilm) (via iguessthatscool) (via unicornology) (via finallyseeing)
“You’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than...”
– Charles Bukowski (via finallyseeing)
“Sit down to write what you have thought, and not to think about what you shall...”
– William Cobbett (via quote-book) (via havearide) (via unicornology) (via finallyseeing)
“Take chances. Tell the truth. Date someone totally wrong for you. Say no. Spend...”
– (via iguessthatscool) (via crimsonstang) (via 0livej00ce) (via hit-or-miss) (via quote-book) (via myserendipities) (via nunskee) (via istaywoke) (via finallyseeing)
“You’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than...”
– Charles Bukowski (via finallyseeing)
this is how i journal
finallyseeing:
overflowing:
need-nobody:
“The only way you can write the truth is to assume that what you set down will never be read. Not by any other person, and not even by yourself at some later date. Otherwise you begin excusing yourself. You must see the writing as emerging like a long scroll of ink from the index finger of your right hand; you must see your left hand erasing...
“Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all...”
– Chuck Palahniuk, Diary (via r4chael) (via enamour) (via 52hearts) (via finallyseeing)
June 2009
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