December 2010
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I Pack Her Suitcase with Sticks, Light the Tinder,...
tornadodreams: by Rob Schlegel She used to sit on the forest floor and I would cut her hair until it piled up onto the ground, like ash. Tonight, her name is a leaf covering my left eye. The right I close for the wind to stitch shut with thread from the dress she wore into the grave where the determined roots of the tree are making a braid around her body.
Dec 30th
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binds: I always trip on my clumsy heart.
Dec 30th
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Dec 30th
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“I loved you. I was a pentapod monster, but I loved you. I was despicable and...”
– Vladimir Nabokov
Dec 29th
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witherwithout: When I am lonely for boys it’s their bodies I miss. I study their hands lifting the cigarettes in the darkness of the movie theaters, the slope of a shoulder, the angle of a hip. Looking at them sideways, I examine them in different lights. My love for them is visual: that is the part of them I would like to possess. Don’t move, I think. Stay like that, let me have that.
Dec 29th
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Dec 29th
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The Truth in the Fine Print
I cannot make you love me without making you hate yourself.
Dec 29th
“He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where...”
– Leo Tolstoy  (via quote-book)
Dec 29th
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The Poison
I am too young to have you as a poison in my veins.
Dec 29th
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The 26
I slept with another man last night. I thought in him I might have found a part of myself that I was missing. Instead what I found was that I am missing you.
Dec 28th
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The Danger
There is no such thing as a safe place to be. As long as I exist, as long as I am alive—as long as I am alone.
Dec 26th
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The Perfect Agony
So much of what I use to have of you was lost in the transition from togetherness to singularity. To stave off the agony I threw out your letters, and I burned the photos of you and I. But one thing I cannot change, I cannot hide from, I cannot burn are the memories of the moments we use to share. And with every memory I’ve kept of you is a quiet pain that remains untainted beyond...
Dec 26th
myblisslikethis: too much wine and too little you. i’ve never been so close to driving west as i am right this moment. i love you. i love you. i love you.
Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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the antlers
I’m trying to dig you out but all you want is to be buried there together You’re screaming And cursing And angry And hurting me And then smiling And crying Apologizing
Dec 26th
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Dec 21st
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Dec 21st
savagesays: Some days I feel absolutely alone. A prisoner in my own life Absolutely mad These dirty cell walls close in on me I lose track of the days Only wanting out.
Dec 20th
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Life didn't promise to be wonderful
Dec 16th
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There are things I’ll never get the chance to say aloud. And God help me, telling you the ways I love you will not be counted among them.
Dec 14th
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ListenAt Least That’s What You Said- Wilco ...
Dec 14th
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I just can't care anymore.
Dec 14th
Dec 14th
“of all the lovers found, and lost, and never seen again; you’re the only...”
– Jason Reeves
Dec 14th
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“I am but bones but I still love you. Same as now,same as all before.”
– Declan DeBarra
Dec 14th
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What I say means nothing, but the music speaks to...
Dec 14th
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“I didn’t know what hate felt like, not the hate that comes after love....”
– Jeanette Winterson
Dec 14th
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“This is the closest I’ve come to touching you the way I want”
– Menomena
Dec 14th
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There's so much more than what we have.
Dec 13th
Dec 9th
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“Like a mirror I see the reflection. It is a cruel and cold one. The truth while...”
Dec 3rd
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“You desired my attention, but denied my affection.”
Dec 3rd
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Every word's a new regret if you say it right
Dec 3rd
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Dec 2nd
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“Memory is not all that’s lost to madness. There are other kinds of damage, to...”
– Marya Hornbacher
Dec 2nd
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“Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t after...”
– Joseph Heller
Dec 2nd
Dec 2nd
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“What do you do with pain so bad it has no redeeming value? It cannot even be...”
– Elizabeth Wurtzel Prozac Nation
Dec 2nd
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