January 2012
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You better get me some awesome jobs because I am doing way too much work on my day off, in the rain, in heels for you. 
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One of these days ill lie in bed all day dreaming of my future.
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don't freak out. don't freak out. don't freak out....
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I just need a boy with a beard.
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I’m extra sensitive today.
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Yesterday was the first day I felt like I could move on from you- to move forward positively and still be able to consider you my best friend. Today I awoke and I feel like it just happened.  It feels like it just slapped me in the face all over again. All the hurt, all the sadness- I try to push it away but it wells up and needs to be purged. I wish I could talk to someone who isn’t tired...
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“Make your own Bible. Select and collect all the words and sentences that in all...”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson  (via stars-fall-like-dust)
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mwriston: I awoke this morning to the song of birds. Warm streamers of light like gilded fingers crossed the blemished glass and held me to my dreaming. And there within that gossamer world of opalescent wonders was the boy whom once I’d been, barefoot and invincible in the splendor of summer’s ambling days, a seed of what might be, lost in the buzz of insects and the taste of mulberries. The...
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the stupidest bullshit reminds me of you - in a way, it’s characteristic. 
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