January 2011
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i'm ready for things to be beautiful again.
I have to believe that I will be this person for only a little while longer. Soon I will be no more alone than the first star that peeks its face into the night. Like that star, I give off a sheen that travels light-years to reach the palm of your hand, until my rays can build us back together again. Right now I am lonely enough to talk only to the moon. I haven’t met anyone who wanted the girl...
i want to write
but i never know what to say.
and if i did, i never know how to say it.
“And it’s sad to think that I’m a season, I’m going to change.”
saturday night blues
lonely
not feeling well
no ambition
no friends
“And I’m sorry if I haven’t written to you in a while. It’s just that life gets...”
– i wrote this for you (via unlonely)
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i've had a six day weekend.
brb, dying of cabin fever.
Lesson from the South
For those of you who live in the north, constantly braving snow and below freezing temperatures - i feel for you.
When a hint of snow reaches the air down here in the bottom corner of the country, people freak out, run to the store, and schools close. Just at the hint. Well, alas, we got lucky again :)
i want there to be proof that i lived here. in the...
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