January 2012
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(To add to my previous post)
It’s like we’ve been dating for six and a half years & we just happened to have a giant party along the way where I wore a white dress & came out of it with a changed name. We were like, hey let’s do this. Even though I felt guilty getting married to my best friend when so many same sex couples are denied that right. Heartbreaking. On the other hand it’s not for...
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Anonymous asked: Is there any specific reason why you wanted to get married so young? Do you ever wish that you'd waited longer?
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candypoporchid:
Bronte- Gotye (click here to...
A Dream Within A Dream- Edgar Allen Poe
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In night, or in a day, In vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand beneath the roar Of a surf tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden...
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Winter Twilight- Anne Porter
On a clear winter’s evening The crescent moon And the round squirrel’s nest In the bare oak Are equal planets.
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Katie Melua - Just Like...
the click of miracle- Charles Bukowski
it’s a grand time then a perfect and peaceful photograph, dream-like. such small moments keep people alive. such small moments, so large when it all comes together and holds.
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Listen
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new year's- dana gioia
let other mornings honor the miraculous. eternity has festivals enough. this is the feast of our mortality, the most mundane and human holiday. on other days we misinterpret time, pretendoing that we live the present moment. but can this blur, this smudgy in-between, this tiny fissure where the future drips into the past, this flyspeck we call now be our true habitat? the present is our leaky palm...
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norah jones- love me tender
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She Walks in Beauty- Lord Byron (1814)
She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless chimes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes
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i have so many thoughts i want to spew out onto the page, but i don’t know how to articulate them. not bad thoughts, just a million things to think about. meaningful or not. isn’t this always the sort of thing that happens late at night? while drinking, usually. but out of all the things running through my head i will say this, TMI: i go through phases of craving sex. hayes is always...
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sufjan stevens- the owl and the tanager
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