February 2012
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I think the part that bothers me the most about everything that happened with Dan is the constant sense of disenchantment I feel. When someone was (and currently) telling me that he pictures me at his side whenever he pictures the future, and when he says how the songs “Darling Be Home Soon” and “The Story” define our relationship, when he literally says he and I are two...
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If you are an artist seeking fame and glory, you’re doing the same thing as the man in the cubicle trying to work up the corporate latter. Different forms of prostitution.
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I’m at school skipping half of my classes today to make up homework in the library. I kind of just want to have a good cry and sleep. For whatever reason, therapy was emotionally draining today, but it helped me realize a lot.
I haven't slept all weekend
we spoke in dreams what I thought wasn’t human it was from somewhere else when I was something else
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so I’m pretty much dying because the mother of Jacob (the guitar player from The Drums) liked my post on here so now I’m following her and I just want to ask her “CAN I PLEASE MEET YOUR SON SDJHJSDHGJSHG”
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I'm just a ghost in this house
January 2012
34 posts
You brought me there In the early morning “King’s Chairs” was the place Where we dipped our feet in the water, Where the sun shone on us, Where you wanted to kiss me, —-But didn’t. Cause it would have been a half-lie as we sat on the dam between the soothing stream snaking through the stones, and the gushing force of the manmade waterfall redirecting the flow of the creek so it would...
My heart aches when I think about the way things were and how I wanted them to be. I know that focusing so much on the past and the future goes against everything I preach, but all I wanted was the truth and to be shown the love I deserved.
It’s always at night when I feel the weight of being alone that I can’t stop thinking. There have been maybe a handful of nights in the past...
I feel so euphoric right now
and ONE with ALL
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“it’s so damn sweet when Anybody—
…makes you feel
…for once
(imag
-ine)...”
– e e cummings
upward glances
The dew felt cool After the sun burnt The crust. I sat and Wished for the day That was longer than Night.
There was a moment today when I was sitting on the couch watching Dan pack his things, and his mom was playing music on the computer. I realized then that the three of us were just lost souls brought together to teach each other and keep each other company, like a few people making conversation at an airport.
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For the past 20 or so days I’ve gone through some of the emotionally demanding experiences I have ever had to deal with. It’s been a coming-of-age month for me. All my ideals have been questioned and challenged. After much conversing, crying, and contemplating, I have drawn these few conclusions:
-Everyone is equally unique from one another. ”No one is an island”. If...
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“Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs a...”
– Robert Frost, “Nothing Gold Can Stay”
January 20th, 2012
last night was a really, really, really good night. it was back to old times. new old times. even for just one night.
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There are pieces of you everywhere, friend Like the ashes of my ancestors, you’re lovely dust everywhere I hear you in the rustle of the trees The pitter-patter of rain The rush of water delivering beauty into the world You are
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falling out of love is literally the worst feeling...
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spectrum of experience
“what is an answer but a question of somewhere else?”
“we don’t own anything, not even one second of (our) life.”
“all we can do is try to compare our thoughts into strings of language in a second-hand attempt to access the mind”
“nothing is everything”
“black is something. we picture nothing as black, but black is all colors
You...
in out in out in out in out in out in out and there you are you are there in the house in the bones in the sun
in the woods we could play in the shade on a sunny day in the cool of the trees when we whispered between the leaves
where we walked hand in hand where we stood in the land when you looked into my eyes when I saw through your disguise
the world then was all painted gold when your hand was mine to hold you kissed me on that summer day and then at once I was okay.
I was okay. I was...
Anonymous asked: Explain you're views on universal aliens please.
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OK
I’m going to write about my day today. Today was my last first day at Penn-State Wilkes-Barre!! I tried to have the best attitude possible going into it, even though I was upset that Dan wasn’t by my side in each class. Overall, it was a solid day. I have friends in ALL my classes which makes me unbelievably happy. My professors either had me before or seemed super-chill as well....
“if you’re both looking out for him then who is looking out for you?”
Well, I’ll be okay
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“Because how I ever got to you, I have no idea
It’s like some secret door,...”
– Motion Sickness, Bright Eyes
one of the most perfect songs ever written
poetry won’t make money love won’t guarantee happiness fun won’t accomplish anything
but it will grant me salvation
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for the past week, I’ve been trying to define what exactly is love
I have nothing
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Ema- For Einat Kimhi
“The teacher who walks in the shadow
of the temple, among his followers, gives
not of his wisdom but rather of his faith
and his lovingness. If he is indeed wise
he does not bid you enter the house of
his wisdom, but rather leads you to the...
December 2011
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I opened a locked door (of a church) last night with no key, no credit card, no bobby pins.
the lock was still in tact
I just pulled the handle of the locked door and it opened
no risk, no reward 2012 begins tonight
cheers
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a poem I am working on trying to explain thought
Thought was conceived in the bed of a moonbeam With the space between the stars that strings together The whole universe; connecting each living thing as One. For her early childhood she was unnamed, just a Phenomenon of consciousness that couldn’t be explained She was neglected by the ego, and stayed in the id It wasn’t until relevance stroked her by the chin And entered her into an image so she...