February 2012
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Feb 23rd
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“I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great friends. And...”
– Chasing Amy (via venebelle)
Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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I bet Rick Astley struggles with Lent.
Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 22nd
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My internet is an idiot.
Feb 19th
Feb 19th
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“Taught from infancy that beauty is woman’s sceptre, the mind shapes itself to...”
– Mary Wollstonecraft (via however-far-away)
Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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Feb 18th
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Feb 17th
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Time for hot chocolate, biscotti, and a little...
One more midterm and then I’m FREEEEEE for a week.  … wish i could type.
Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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The Stuff And The Things
officialiwrotethisforyou: If you like a whole bunch of things and I like a whole bunch of things, maybe one of the things that we both like, can be each other.
Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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“Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one’s life with pomp and blare,...”
– L.M. Montgomery (via venebelle)
Feb 17th
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oxytocin-iv: I hear poetry in the way you talk; your voice makes rhymes with my heart
Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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I found old letters and journals today
I forgot how in love I used to think I was. Silly little me. It was real, though. At the time. If I met myself in the past, I wouldn’t discourage me from loving. I’d say “Embrace it while you can, kid”. Evidently I have lost loves. All the loves I’ve ever had. But I’m not bitter. Perhaps a little battle-scarred. A little cautious. But those things do not define...
Feb 17th
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“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”
– Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair (via selfinspiration)
Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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theemotionmachine: “If you want to build a ship, don’t drum up the men to gather wood, divide the work, and give orders. Instead, teach them to yearn for the vast and endless sea.” Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Feb 16th
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Wordgasms
(Thanks in part to theraininvietnam for sending me super awesome link) Cynosure A focal point of admiration.  Demure Shy and reserved. Eloquence Beauty and persuasion in speech. Halcyon: Denoting a period of time in the past that was idyllically happy and peaceful. Ingénue A naïve young woman. (Role of an actress) Insouciance Blithe nonchalance. Lilt To move musically or lively. A...
Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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Born in the wrong generation
Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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“But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would...”
– Haruki Murakami (via marieartoinette)
Feb 16th
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oxytocin-iv:           I should probably  try to explain   the infinite    mess that   your smile   has made in     my mind-     but while    I can feel your heartbeat,    it seems to  be quite okay
Feb 16th
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Mmm
Timber Timbre makes for wonderful study music. 
Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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“I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your...”
– Charles Bukowski (via cascade-dreams)
Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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A Friendship
icarusincarnate: It was strange - the way she cared about him - and stranger still that they had never spoken.
Feb 14th
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What am I doing on Valentine's day?
I am…. Drinking red wine, blasting I Will Always Love You and eating leftover pizza. Then I’m going to buy brownies and watch Ps. I Love You with Heather and eat pierogies. Successful Valentine’s Day, if I do say so myself. 
Feb 14th
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The Things I Meant
officialiwrotethisforyou: A heart was meant to beat. And air was meant to be breathed, close to your ear. And your skin was meant to remember what mine felt like. And some songs were meant to play on repeat. And the sun was meant to come down. And we were meant to ignore it when it woke up. And days were meant to pass. And nights were meant to follow. And your eyes were meant to cry out...
Feb 14th
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