March 2013
4 posts
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Something wicked this way burns...
The glamour is written all over her posture, all over the arch of her wrist. The enticement, the offer that is languidly dangling from her fingertips, reaching out to you. They inevitably take it. Very few even think of resisting, even if they’re not in the habit of indulging. Even if it isn’t their dirty little habit. A few will turn it down. I used to. Most who turn it down speak too...
February 2013
1 post
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This bird has flown!
Please send all mail to mah Daddy’s house. I’ll see y’all this summer.
January 2013
22 posts
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A true Captain goes down with his ship.
and so do the rats.
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Uncharacteristic rage is no less lethal.
“If you’re ever unfaithful to me …I need you to tell me. I don’t know just how I’ll react. Likely, I’ll be mad. Then self-loathing, then accepting, then randomly affected by it, but generally better for the truth. With honesty and communication, there is so much room for growth. But you see, if I just Find Out? It is quite likely that I’ll fill up with...
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I am Wayyy bigger, and Waaayyy better- than this.
And my life has a soundtrack, in my head. (Your music isn’t on it. I don’t know if that means anything, but it’s my soundtrack anyway. Not yours.) It’s time to get over it. And get on with it. Get steppin, lil Madeline.
Coming home is such a mixed blessing
when home isn’t home anymore. I am glad to be going to work, because I love doing carpentry and making money. But I’m just really sad to not be At Home. I really feel like I left the place I am supposed to be. It hurts in a weird way. Make yourself do things, I suppose. It can be good for you.
Lifestyle history
Is nice to play with.
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I Love You.
I love you I love you I love you I love you. That is not all, but that is all.
“I met you at the wrong time in my life. That’s all- our timing was just...”
– You’re a bit of a lifesaver.
6 tags
Empty as a mailbox
I love my curtains. I used to be opposed to curtains, you know. But now I see that they aren’t just keeping the neighbors out. I hated that about them- I love including the neighbors and building this little pretend community. They play with light, though. I have absolutely no control over the way light is shaped, cannot tint a room by dialing the sun toward a warmer or cooler setting. I am...
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I once had this madness within me, and I think it...
But it would seem that I’ve looked at it too long and tried to disassociate myself from it. Tied my flaws to it, if you will. And yes, my flaws were present in the madness. But so were my strengths and there lay my beauty and the something… All of myself is tied to that. Not just the bad parts. We cannot cut out from ourselves that which we are not fond of. We cannot say that we...
Cold Specks knows my heart. →
“Leaving is not enough. You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change...”
– Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell, by Marty McConnell (via theclotheshorse) ahh, Frida Frida. What a way with words, mon amie.
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She said she's found 'The One.'
I’ve been converted. There is one perfect person out there for everyone. It’s Yourself, you know? Me and my bad self are going to make each other happy for the rest of our lives.
December 2012
14 posts
Gone Baby Gone
Gone Baby Gone, sounds so familiar, Like the song we all sing That no one wants to write. And when she’s gone, baby, gone… What will you do? Good luck, she’s gone searching for good, Gone to find the good, Gone to get the good. Baby, she’s gone for good.
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Needles, Ideas and Ink will all break the skin. →
Do you like being a figment of one's imagination?
I’m listening to rain, but it’s dry out. Technology is capable of that, these days. My computer will take me to a website that will simulate the stillness that rain provides, without silence or moisture. I’m tracing corners and edges and concrete things, my eyes are. And they’re creating this little lithograph image of where I live these days, and telling my brain to feel...
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November 2012
11 posts
If you don't like it, don't do it.
Quit doin it.
Actions and words are all loud.
It’s been way too long since I’ve been really riled I mean pushing and pulling- loathed and reviled for my Voice. My actions. I’ve been too much in my brain and just contemplating and my life kept steam- training on- contemplating leads to stagnating and the sound of settling is silence. And the beats that you missed, while your heart skipped a beat and you tripped...
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.good luck, girl.
Manic depressive, demonic impressive, let the Prozac exorcise my flaws. Half the time hating, half the time waiting, Neither Jekyll nor Hyde loved himself. There are these peaks and these scoops, the freak-outs and droops, Dr Seuss prescribes shock therapy. And I’d like to think that I’m not that bad, very sad but not clinically mad, but the future becomes kindof predictable. Like last...
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Links for bored people. You’re welcome.
For the artist
For the “chill” folk
For those who want to waste a good minute
For the traveler
For the music lover
For the writer
For those who want to be inspired.
For those who seek adventure
For those who want to relax.
holy fuck i am so amused.
she’s right, you know. it’s pretty groovy.
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Wanna get married?
Like, ya know, Wanna get magnified? Want everyone to look at us and wait for us to either completely exceed expectations and be perfect role models… Or, more likely, tear each other apart? Wanna go under the magnifying glass knife and get scalpeled apart as if our bond was nothing more than words? Wanna see how small a vow can be made? Wanna have all of our baggage and bad credit and bad...
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Told my Mum today that I like girls.
“…Like, you can imagine making out with them?” Yep, that’s the idea.
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“The grass always is greener on the other side.”
– There’s also more manure on that side. We all have our little problems.