July 2012
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“The third type of howl is a rallying howl. That’s the classic Hollywood...”
– Lone Wolf, Jodi Picoult
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“If I breathe you in and you breathe me out, I swear we can breathe forever. I...”
– from “I Wrote This For You” blog
“Escape into me
and I’ll vanish into you.
Close your eyes and fade.”
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Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
“The day after Columbine, I was interviewed for the Tom Brokaw news program. The...”
– Roger Ebert (via siaramist)
http://www.foxnews.com/us/2012/07/20/several-report... →
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“We all in this world need something to cling to for a center of calm.”
– Sylvia Plath
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“I cannot bear to leave you, because you will forget, I will forget.”
– Sylvia Plath
flashover
n. the moment a conversation becomes real and alive, which occurs when a spark of trust shorts out the delicate circuits you keep insulated under layers of irony, momentarily grounding the static emotional charge you’ve built up through decades of friction with the world.
somelizbiz asked: Aw shucks, thanks! And please please get it done! But wait until I come to NYC!! which we need to plan, I'm so desperate to see familiar faces that long for London like I do.
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“I’m sarcastic, skeptical, and sometimes callous because I’m still...”
– Sylvia Plath
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“You’re starting to sound like a porn director, Brian.”
If you want to do something nice for yourself, read any book by Chelsea Handler.
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the 'i like you' poem, Warsan Shire
if you gave me half a moon of a chance i would kiss the incisors out of your mouth, clean and hold them in my own, like chippings from an old mug then pray my tongue into a bowl of holy water and ask god to never leave you thirsty.
*thank you, Liz, for leading me to this gal
i let you leave, i need someone who knows how to...
astheflowgoes:
-warsan shire
“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension,...”
– Anaïs Nin
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“Technically, on the spectrum of very bad things, they did nothing truly wicked....”
– The Romantics, Galt Niederhoffer
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“You already know what I think,” she said. “You want to know if I think you’ll regret it.”
“Stop torturing me,” Tom said.
Laura smiled. The irony of this statement was almost comical. But he was sincere and his tone had changed. She noticed the movement of tears before the sound. His shoulders shook slightly, and his body contracted as though he had...
