December 2011
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I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second...
– Banksy (via cariosus)
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Everyone has six names.
1. Your Real name: Devon
2. Your detective name (Favorite color and favorite Animal): Blue Horse
3. Your soap opera name (middle name and street you live on): Kate Pershing
4. Your Star Wars name (first three letters of last name, first two of middle name, first two of first, last three of last): Gal Ka De llo
5. Superhero name (color of your shirt, first item to your immediate left): Red...
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nothing nothing nothing like the nice ache and...
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vipvictor:
Jude Law dramatically reading a bit of “Poker Face” by Lady Gaga
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feeling so anxious lately.
i’m not sure what it is. i kind of feel like i’m dying though. add this plus the heartburn i’ve been getting lately and how tired i’ve been lately, and i’m scared shitless. last time i felt like this, someone very important to me died days later. so this feeling must mean either i’m dying soon or someone i love very much is. that’s anxiety talking....
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Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to...
– Charles Bukowski (via windowshade)
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I miss the way your neck
wraps around my face
like a cave
we are both lost in
– Jon Sands (via loverofstories)
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guys are dumb.
i met this guy about a month ago through mutual friends. the guy was nice, easy to talk to, and by the end of the night we were dancing. dancing. not sexually, not crazy, just dancing like friends. i drove him home and thought nothing of it. he facebook IMed me one day to chat and chat we did. honestly, i wasn’t attracted to this guy at all. we hung out twice more after that...
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I AM GOING TO SEE HUGH JACKMAN
in less than two hours. if i die today, i’ll be dying extremely happy.
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i love you.
why doesnt that matter to you?
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had a horrible nightmare last night.
i was back in that emergency room and she was dying again. i never want to be back in that place.
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drunk.
i want to text my boy. but he’s not my boy. but he was nice tonight and talked to me and said nice things.
and i want to text him
but i shouldn’t.
but i want to.
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getting to the point in my life where i panic...
tomorrow i will get out of this fucking bed and be productive. i will not let this depression swallow me up.
i know i have the strength for this. it’s just a matter of how long that strength will last.
tigers-fire asked: what movie did you watch dear?
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i also hate just about every person on this earth.
someone fix me.
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who knew a movie would send me right back to...
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The Descendants
oh, remember that time i had an emotional break down after seeing this? i made it through the whole movie and then when my friend turned me as we were walking out, just started weeping.
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i know i'm drunk right now but...
why don’t we talk about it anymore? why is she invisible and gone? i know she’s not forgotten or ignored, but.. i miss her. i don’t want to talk about that day, i don;t want to talk about what happened on that day. but i’d really like someone to genuinely ask how i’m doing. i don’t know. i don’t fucking know.
i know i talked to you tonight. about...
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Sometimes one person loves another person and it’s not reciprocated 100%. And...
– Buddy Wakefield, talking before reading “Horsehead”. If I ever get asked the question, “If you could have dinner with any person from any time, who would it be”, my answer will most definitely be Buddy Wakefield. I’ve never come across anyone who can speak such eloquent wisdom in conversational...
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