September 2011
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you can never cross the ocean unless you have courage to lose sight of the shore.
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u of t is killing me softly.
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“Think how you love me,” she whispered. “I don’t ask you to love me always like...”
– Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald
i'm 80 years old.
this is what excites me…
home made potpourri: take a small pot, fill it with water, and add sliced oranges, cloves, cinnamon sticks, and simmer it on the stove on low. It makes the whole house smell delicious.
terracotta tiles
white linen curtains
buying art for my apartment
pumpkin spiced coffee
lights on the deck
the smell of winter
studying in a big, old university library
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“I am the immense shadow of my tears.”
– Federico García Lorca (via anhelos)
I don’t feel this way but I think this is beautiful.
goodbye to another summer.
CURIOUS PERFECTIONIST WARM-BLOODED COMPULSIVE ...
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“But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The...”
– Haruki Murakami
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I could try and get back at you, make you jealous, or try and get over you to protect myself and to show you what you are missing. I could trade the dignity of our relationship for my pride, I could pretend like I don’t miss you to avoid feeling pain. I could distract myself, spin in endless loops on the little hamster wheel of addiction inside my mind; I could fuck somebody else, I could...
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