August 2011
Aug 1st
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July 2011
once, I wanted to be the greatest.
Jul 31st
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Jul 31st
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lol Arsenal barely made Champions league and are going to have another horrible season once their list of “stars” finishes clearing out of the clubhouse
Jul 30th
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Jul 28th
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Jul 28th
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Anonymous asked: whos a girl (or girls) on here that u would date?
Jul 28th
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Jul 27th
Jul 27th
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My house is too quiet, and my ears keep ringing, when I’m in total silence. There’s a strange pressure in them; I let out a little sound every once in a while to assure myself that I haven’t gone deaf.
Jul 27th
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Jul 26th
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Jul 26th
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Jul 26th
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Lives
I wonder who decided that cats have 9 lives. Did somebody see a cat rising from the ashes after taking a tumble off a tree branch? Did somebody witness a cat’s soul, hovering above it’s corpse—like a cloud of dust blown off an old photo album—get sucked back in to its furry, lifeless body? That would make sense, seeing how cats always land on their feet. Maybe each time...
Jul 26th
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“[He] learned what he had already experienced many times without realizing it: that one can be in love with several people at the same time, feel the same sorrow with each, and not betray any of them. Alone in the midst of the crowd on the pier, he said to himself in a flash of anger: My heart has more rooms than a whorehouse.”
Jul 26th
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Jul 26th
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Jul 25th
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Jul 25th
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I know that I dream a lot most nights, but there is just something different about my dreams when I’m up at the lake. Something irreplaceable. It’s like the mountain breeze that sweeps over the water creeps into my head at night. They’re more vivid, more crisp. And I can smell and taste in my dreams more intensely, when I’m up at the lake. To be honest, I just miss...
Jul 25th
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I'm all about being all about things.
Jul 25th
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ListenOne of my favorite songs ever. Perpetually...
Jul 25th
Jul 24th
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Going up to my Lake house for the week. Taking a week off from the Internet. More time to read, write, and relax. Maybe I’ll take a break from drinking too, who knows.
Jul 18th
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I need to find someone who I don’t hate hanging out with. I need to find someone who…
Jul 18th
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ate too much Mexican food -_-
Jul 18th
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Jul 17th
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Anonymous asked: So turn off the light because it's night on the sun

you're hopelessly hopeless

I hope so, for you
Jul 17th
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Jul 17th
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Jul 17th
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House to myself. Chillin’ so hard right now. Just grilled and now drinkin’ with Arian. Party later.
Jul 17th
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Jul 15th
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The Ariza To My Daza
I took two sleeping pills tonight. They were small and round, and they stuck in my throat when I tried to swallow. It took a few gulps of water to get the lumps out, but I can still feel them there; like a phantom limb, like I can still feel you, on certain nights, even thought it’s been years. My head hurts, and I run my fingers across the ridge of bone that juts out, just...
Jul 15th
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Jul 15th
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I hate almost everyone
Jul 15th
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Jul 14th
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The Breeze (revised, again)
I sleep with my window open most nights, inviting the breeze. Some nights it enters like a forbidden lover, climbing noisily up an old ladder; some nights it can’t find its way to my tattered screen. I like to imagine the breeze getting caught in branches, or stuck in traffic on its way to my bed. It honks, and throws its hands up: come on! Make the turn! I like to think the...
Jul 14th
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So I promised to start writing more on my blog, and I thought: what better way than with a poem. Some of you, who have been following my blog and/or my writing long enough, may recognize the poem I’m about to post. It’s one of the only poems I’ve ever worked on relentlessly, revising it 4 times, and reposting it here, after each revision. This is the only piece I’ve ever...
Jul 14th
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Jul 13th
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Jul 13th
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A rant
I began this blog with the intention of using it to craft my writing, and expel the thoughts that plagued my mind constantly. Almost three years later, and if one was to scroll back through the annals, they’d be hard pressed to find much writing longer than a sentence or two, or the occasional paragraph-long rant. (I’ll be surprised if anyone reads past the word annals instead of...
Jul 13th
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Anonymous asked: u r a great writer. i like your poetry. when u finish school, u will find a job where you can use your talents. good luck to you.
Jul 13th
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