February 2011
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Aggression.
Aggression gets us nowhere. We jump to conclusions and we fall to our lowest of lows, but we never reach a place where we can safely agree.
We never find that island where we can talk softly and have coffee over discussion, clinking our mugs to toast the smoothness of life’s cream.
I am not looking for a fight, though I will become a fighter when someone is threatening me, the way I choose...
myelephantine-deactivated201104 asked: Ok, muggle...
Favorite spell. Favorite potion. Favorite class. Favorite teacher. Favorite Weasley.
Favorite spell. Favorite potion. Favorite class. Favorite teacher. Favorite Weasley.
January 2011
83 posts
wishinbubble asked: Austen ref. \/
Do ittttt. :D
Do ittttt. :D
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triplands.
still here, honey, as avant garde as they come, and still as unapologetic.
we’re due for snow two days in a row and I’m planning to explode.
so you should run, hon; it’s gonna get hot and you’re not gonna want that.
I’m just on fire, a bomb [ticktick you hick], and it’s going up and over.
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““Here’s my ten cents, my two cents is free
A nuisance, who sent?...”
– “Without Me” by Eminem. Digg it.
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tumblrchallenge: 7 wants.
1- to be a published author, and thus, successful.
2- to find a prom date with no pressure of “the way things are going with us right now” attached.
3- to get my doctorate.
4- to be closer to my brother.
5- my mom to stop being so worrisome. >< come on, now.
6- for my best friend to be okay; lately, she’s got it tough.
7- to tell off everyone I cannot stand.
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tumblrchallenge: 8 fears.
1- hurting someone beyond repair.
2- not being successful.
3- losing control.
4- picking the wrong college.
5- losing touch with the people I want to stay in touch with during college.
6- being poor.
7- disappointing people.
8- disappointing myself.
Anonymous asked: I love you. Most ardently. Please do me the honor of accepting my hand.
myelephantine-deactivated201104 asked: Claire! You said shit! :O
And you claimed the first smile today. :)
Thank you, hun.
And you claimed the first smile today. :)
Thank you, hun.
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You guys...
…are too sweet. I’m sorry that was a mopey little sextet. I promise I’ll get over myself and write you all something divine to savour later. Where was I before Tumblr? xD
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well, at least I can blame my dry eyes for the shades of red and puffiness clouding up my face.
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honors program essay topic.
you’d like to know the biggest crisis facing my time. well, out of all the aborted fetuses and gay tears, it all boils down to one thing: a lack of love for one another.
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tumblrchallenge: 9 loves.
1: chocolate.
2: feeling lovely.
3: singing.
4: writing.
5: reading.
6: tumblverse and the inhabitants of it.
7: shakespeare.
8: having pictures taken of me.
9: things that smell good. id es: candles, flowers, rain, baked goods…
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tumblrchallenge: 10 secrets.
hmm. okay.
1: I run a fever when I’m stressed or mad or upset. The hottest I have ever gotten is 105.5ish, I believe. On the way to the hospital by the time it boiled down, hah.
2: This may come as a surprise to most of you IRL followers, and not so much to my Tumblweeds, but I’m really not a bitch: I’m just honest and I feel things deeply.
3: I had a hermit crab once that...
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testosterone tears.
boys, you grew older, and I know you don’t think it’s okay for you to cry, but let me know that somewhere, you’re in there, just waiting for something to hit you hard in the gut and make you live.
I know that you think you’ve got to be braver because I cry so much, but please know that it is never because I am afraid; on the contrary, I am not, but I am breathing and...
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the rest of my day.
Okay, so, after my post earlier today, I finished classes and stuff and then I had to rearrange my plans tomorrow to go to the mall with Greca (also known as a teacher at my school. xD Our bond is so weird, and possibly illegal, but it’s cool).
Auditions went REALLY well. Here’s what happened:
I got there and the choral director Sarah Williams told me I could take 5 minutes to warm...
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Auditions at Marist today. Stayed up until midnight remembering all of the words since I haven’t looked at it in a few days.
<3
GUYS I’M SO COOL, HIJACKING THIS GIRL’S POST WITH MY PHAT RHYMES.
…. yeah, I’m at school.
ourprayersresigned asked: I'm so awesome that I can make Xerxes bow before me.
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untitled.
you think you know me, you’re wrong; you know where I’ve been in the past. if you remember when I had to lie and cry and die for love and other ideals, and prove to my parents and friends and her that I wasn’t leaving, I’m not saying I think you’d cast me somewhere else, what with your preconceived notions and all that, but I’ve already been settled even after...
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Inbox Facts.
thickney: I really doubt that. <3 Hang in there.
ruttyrutty: I can lick my nose, too!! /hi5.
fameandlove: Why do you always wear mismatched socks? I dated someone who did that once, but it was only because the family could never find matching socks.
ducky: I always think my room is messy, but compared to other people, it’s really not that bad. I have 2 beds, though: one for sleeping...
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if you are still awake....
message me a random fact about yourself. xD
my random fact is: it’s 12.45am here and I should not be awake. but I am.
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“Don’t date a girl who reads because girls who read are the storytellers. You...”
– Charles Warnke - You Should Date An Illiterate Girl (via wishinbubble)
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incapable of driving.
it is too much like I am running over what is left of my crumbling bones. they fell softly from above, landing in white clumps and blocking the roads, but no one stopped to retrieve my bones or even search for me: they kept on driving, kicking their cars into auto and hoping they’d make it.
well, my bones are cold and greying now. they slosh around as dulling blades push them away from the...
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parents aren't letting me drive to work on my own...
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you.
you are every beat I have ever kept in my knee, hoping not to lose it at a moment of desperate need.
you are every line I have rehearsed the night before, blanking on the stage as the lights glare scornfully.
you are every wing I have every felt sprout from my spine, soaring up and over an audience left utterly dumbstruck.
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lists.
when I asked you what you even know about me, I wasn’t expecting a list of a bunch of bullshit, full of how I react emotionally to things you’ve never been there to see me deal with.
I was expecting you to know that I love chocolate, I’m a romantic, I write, I sing, I have saved lives, I breathe too deeply when people are staring at me on stage.
Even after you didn’t know...
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guys, my eyes are so dry. I haven’t even been crying lately because someone’s been giving me an amazing reason to laugh. ;D
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always.
always is bullshit, just like forever. you won’t always be here, you won’t be here forever, and who says I even want you to hang around and tell me how beautiful you think I am, and how smart, and clever, and sweet.
I’m not sweet. fuck you, I’m a lioness, and I haven’t been declawed for reasons and occasions just as these. smart and clever, you may have, and keep...
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tetris paradox.
bend back my arms like tetris pieces; I have more than four parts to me, and while you cannot force what doesn’t exist outside of your twisted, wasted fiction, it has never stopped you from trying and I have given up trying to stop you.
let me think I’ve figured you out; I want my friends to like you, too, and while I sit in my starry pajama pants, my eyes are wide and starting to...
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Akeelah and the Bee.
Akeelah: (after being kissed by Javier) What'd you do that for?
Javier: I had an impulse.... are you going to sue me for sexual harassment?
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eleven.
a time in our lives when selling lemonade was the means of gainful employment, and shards of sunshine stuck in your eyes and my throat and our hands.
this was when kissing was absolutely out of the question, and you asked for permission before trying to hold my hand; it was hard, because the sunshine and the energy were prickling and new, but you were always willing to sit with me out on the...
Anonymous asked: wow, you kicked it last night.
love everything you wrote.
love everything you wrote.
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the softer side of midnight.
streetlight symphonies sound more like sewers softly shushing the snow slipping in through the sides.
it wasn’t always this way; midnight did not always come, or if it did, I was not here to hear.
midnight dries eyes, but it suffocates them, too, and slowly starts sticking soft syllables sleepily into subconscious; you sigh.
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wordheart.
you have your way with words: you kick them and twist them and bend them to fit your crude purpose.
words have their way with me: they kiss me and touch me and use me to tell of new feelings; feelings that you would not know if not for the words and the medium, though I hear that I am rather small (but I must insist, tall in aortic valves).
you are a rapist of the language: you cause similes to...
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cassette tape: track two.
we’re stacking layers on because it’s freezing and we won’t acknowledge where this tape is running, because we know it’s almost out and harmonies are harmless to those who mean no harm, which is why I’m not afraid, but you. all things considered, you had better hit the track, because you’ve got a long way to go before you sleep.
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being in love.
love, love, love, love. that sticky, tricky word we plaster on cards and sign instant messages with in the hopes that when we turn our AIM back on, we’ll see an “I love you too” waiting right there to softly graze our cheeks and tease us till we feel faint and see stars behind our eyes.
you want to know if I’ve ever been in love. yes, and being in love makes you be out of...
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scraped scraps.
the word love sounds thick and heavy dripping from your mouth into your cooling cup of coffee. who would have ever thought we’d even be having coffee and talking about philosophy and tragic flaws on a sunday night.
I still have your glasses; I want to get them fixed since the right arm has vanished, the lenses are scraped, and your face is lacking without them…. I was going to call...
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seeing spots and going blind.
your face is freckly. without those freckles and your too-small eyes, your face would be incomplete, and you laugh sarcastically because you know I’m young, but you also know I’m right.
your glasses have been broken for more than a year and your vision is definitely deteriorating; your level of apathy for seeing things clearly is not only stunning, but simply saddening as well.
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Tumblr....
… weird things happened to me last night.
Four different guys were putting the moves on me (including the hot Asian, who I’ve deemed a tool after the end of our conversation last night).
Poems later. Gotta go do my exercise so I’m toned and more confident and stuff. <3
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Super Hot Asian
just texted me telling me I have a nice ass. I said, “I’m sure you got a great view while I whipped you at GoKarts. Never fear. ;D”
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Senior Night at Funplex...
…was absolutely phenomenal. GoKart racing + Laser Tag + friends + Thursday night = lots of laughs and fun times.
Plus this SUPER hot Asian guy named Tommy was flirting with me hardcore and we ended up swapping numbers. And since he has no idea who I am personality-wise, he must think that I’m pretty. Heheheheheh.
Night! <3
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Well, It Finally Happened.
I finally had a dream about my followers, even though the number of you seems to be dropping….?
I dreamed that I was a debutante, and that I was super gorgeous and rich and stuff, and I was going to a debutante ball. One of you was my escort (guess who? xD) and we were having so much fun… until we somehow wondered away from the party and he stabbed me….
Only then did another...
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Cha-ching, cha-change.
If only to be making a change, indeed, I would certainly be worth more than a dime a dozen in your eyes. I’d have to think of what to take to the bank for a while, but at the very least I could cash in a few I had saved for a rainy day.
I’ve got some saved in the books, you see, but things sink fast, so you’d best be insured.
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Drive Slowly.
There is icy rain on an already slippery, curvy road, and you decide you need to tell me to be careful when I leave?
Maybe this wouldn’t be as pertinent if I weren’t so bent on bending around that bend and saving myself instead of wasting away here.
I can see my breath on this windshield: I am warmer inside than you might think possible for someone with such a slick skin.
Trust me,...
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Winter.
I am a summer child, often most comfortable in soft dresses and sunshine, so the starkness of the season does not lend itself to me.
White is not easy on the eyes when the dripping sun peaks through and bounces off, piercing you as deeply as the icicles crunching to the ground or a frigid drop of rain down your sweater.
Oh, for somewhere warm! That I might be in my room without a winter coat on,...