February 2012
20 posts
Incomplete, open-ended, foolish. I'd like to...
Maybe I was wrong all along. Maybe you never did. Maybe you were wrong all along. Maybe I never did. We’re left now with a choice: figure it out, or give in. I never thought you were a quitter but maybe.
Feb 28th
Feb 27th
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This day-night ended just as it began— with the absolute best of friends.
Feb 24th
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Carmel Valley Road.
The truth is I can’t believe it yet. I still don’t know what happened. I think I was scared that something inside of me realized I have lived my life stuck in a paradox, surrounded by safe, charted land. I was far too stubborn to admit defeat but far too terrified to remain in such a stagnant state. So I wandered and now I wonder if this is the way I’m supposed to be, free and unattached....
Feb 24th
sanctimonious
There are no useful drugs to escape from feeling numb I remember an amazing birthday I remember when I was young
Feb 24th
I spend so much time focused on how I should remember  Oh, what a burden that has been
Feb 23rd
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ListenListen
Feb 20th
13 notes
I’ve seen too many good friends fall to the weeds And you— oh, you— have become a bad seed
Feb 13th
ListenListen
Feb 11th
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Feb 11th
Feb 11th
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I will
Feb 7th
Do you try to evolve, or do you try to know what you are?
Feb 7th
Marlboro Reds.
It’s all suspended in thick air. All the concern in the world bounding aimlessly off of every possible surface. It needs to get through. It needs to push through the limits, the opposition, the pain. Without constant pulling there is no gain. There is no anything except purposeless breaths, a few molecules swimming in and out of our lungs. They might help us get by, but thick air...
Feb 6th
And though I’ve chosen a side I don’t know where the line is
Feb 6th
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Feb 6th
16 notes
Anonymous asked: your thoughts on gay marriage?
Feb 5th
If only you knew
Feb 3rd
fifteensix asked: I am still right here. I will never be gone.
Feb 2nd
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“I am glad you are here with me. Here at the end of all things, Sam.”
– from The Lord of the Rings: the Return of the King, by J.R.R. Tolkien
Feb 1st
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January 2012
63 posts
In a wave of peace, I accept defeat. I was living a life of losing battles.
Jan 31st
3 tags
Shitty white wine.
I don’t believe I have ever felt this lonely. Being pulled at from both sides, I can’t decide which to lean towards. So I stand completely still. At my left, selfishness. Infatuation. Rushing. A bittersweet reminder of my former self. I don’t judge them, my two friends. At my right, selflessness. Confusion. Despair. An ugly, honest awakening. I see the pain, and I try to comfort him, my...
Jan 31st
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Jan 27th
141 notes
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I strongly suggest that everyone read this article →
if you’re at all concerned with the future of humanity. This kind of thing terrifies me.
Jan 26th
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Jan 23rd
137 notes
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RON PAUL
FOR THE WIN.
Jan 21st
Jan 20th
234 notes
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You think I’m behind, but I know my mind and what it is capable of. I am learning more, and I am trying to go on. I am trying. You are learning more now as you open your eyes without crying. I will be here when you’re moving. I will let you keep denying. I will watch you as you float into thought. I am aware, limitlessly, that we are doing the best we can in every fleeting...
Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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“Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other...”
– Kurt Vonnegut  (via wethinkwedream)
Jan 19th
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Sign this. →
For more than two hundred years, the Bill of Rights has protected our freedoms as American citizens. Let’s not let all of that go to waste now.
Jan 18th
Jan 18th
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“You’ll meet her, she’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many...”
– Pan’s Labyrinth, El Laberinto del Fauno 
Jan 18th
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It's a stretch.
I fucked up again. I can’t keep from backtracking. I don’t know how to know when it’s best to take a step forward. For that matter, what even is a step anymore? Confessing a love that you can hardly believe. Keeping away to give us both space. And how do I know if it’s too much, or not enough, and what direction to go? That’s the trouble with space. They say distance makes the heart grow...
Jan 18th
Jan 18th
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Spoke too soon.
Jan 18th
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ListenListen
Jan 17th
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