January 2009
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My Life, And Hard Times
I’m just a date inside a sleeve. I’m just a wheel rolling in a field.
More when I feel at home.
Whig
Me: He's so sweet... he's sucrose.
My father: Ugh.
My mother: He's a politician, Ilana.
I was a sarcastic six year old.
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I may suffer from Identity Theft, but I'm very...
He doesn’t care, Ilana.
– Too little, too late.
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A ship you won't sail again, a number you deleted...
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Karma
So I called my best friend today… or she was, once. My little driving force, my shiny little light house, a flicker in the flame. She mistook me, for another person. I heard her sweet voice. Her little drawl. And then she asked about Lacrosse practice. And I had to interject, “Do you even know who I am?” Funny. She thought I was my greatest enemy. That’s alright, I said to...
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You remember the time we spent, projecting into the future it can hold a...
– Chris.
The end of a friendship.
I think I failed to mention that I fit perfectly...
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A Better Man
He was bent over, red light swallowing him. His spine an arc, his mouth so close to the ground I could swear he was kissing it. Slowly, he straightened out, but stayed at an angle. As a scream erupted from his lungs and a thousand fireflies flew out to illuminate his face… and we could see he was a broken man. His voice swaying in the stale air. Cracking, breaking, as if he were crying. Or...
What's Wrong Chris? Is it the Girl You Miss?
Me: I miss you. Chris: Why? Me: I don’t know, because we haven’t really talked. Chris: That’s what set it free, there should be a lingering effect somewhere in there. Me: I don’t like missing you. I don’t like not seeing you. I don’t like not talking to you. I don’t see how that has any benefits, even in your mind, it shouldn’t. Chris: You...
I remember reading somewhere, that if you kiss...
I'll just wait here, then.
You've Got to be Kidding Me. →
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Filler Paper
I’m a tasteful blend of obsessive compulsive disorder and quirks. I’m eclectic and irrational. I push myself and others to the limit, just for future reference. I feign interest and exaggerate my emotions. I’m prone to being harassed and psychologically dismantled. I have a hard time picking favorites because in reality I like almost everything. I put others ahead of myself just...
Years in Minutes by Timothy McTague.
“I was looking through a bunch of my super 8mm footage of my wife and I, and made this little short from conception until engagement,” - from the video page.
I'm someone's desktop background!
Aaron: You are an Oyster. I've decided officially, you are an Oyster.
Me: Why am I an Oyster?
Aaron: Jewish Hipster = Oyster.
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Calling Shots
Lighting fires, sparking flames.
I don’t care if you stick by your guns, they’re still aimed at my head. That’s a cruel way to play. I didn’t even get to keep my sanity, you took everything but material possessions. I wanted to hide you from the cold, I wanted to shield you from the rain. I saved the conversations I couldn’t bear to read. And when I think back to...
I'm losing my best friend because he refuses to...
Darwin: 1; Stone Thrower: 0. →
There goes the raven, gliding in to steal more of...
NEW TUMBLR. HOTTEST THING EVER. SO SLEEK. SO FINE.
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Jump Ship
You look great. I’m starting to miss you, these days.
I came home shrugging off the memories I made in the past few weeks. Rolling them off my crooked spine. I quietly slipped away to the bathroom and washed my face. I ran the bath and sat under the sink reading Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close. When the water nearly flowed over onto the floor, I twisted the knob to it’s starting...
Playing the wiki how game.
With Julez.
I like speaking French, but only with you.
tylerpaige:
(via iamsolomon)
C’est vrai. Moi aussi mais je dois apprendre plus.
Pas besoin d’apprendre, il suffit de l’écouter. Ou devrais-je dire de lire, parce que la distance outmatches ma vitesse. Et peut-être qu’un jour je vais chercher à vous et vous dire que je ne connais pas un seul mot en français.
I like speaking French, but only with you.