February 2012
163 posts
Feb 26th
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Feb 26th
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“Life is purposeless. Don’t be shocked. The whole idea of purpose is wrong — it...”
– Osho (via nirvikalpa) Osho, always so soothing for the soul. (via dreams-from-my-father) wow (via theafrosistuh)
Feb 26th
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Feb 26th
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“There is no escape. You can’t be a vagabond and an artist and still be a solid...”
– Herman Hesse (via larmoyante)
Feb 25th
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“Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away.”
– Philip K. Dick; I Hope I Shall Arrive Soon (via wordpainting)
Feb 25th
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Feb 25th
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Feb 23rd
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“Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute...”
– Letter from Birmingham Jail Martin Luther King Jr. (via sexyplexi)
Feb 23rd
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“See the really hardcore people will tell you life begins at fertilization....”
– George Carlin (via bulletinaweave)
Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 22nd
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Breakup Season
I spent my day off taking care of unwanted hair (I even shaved my thighs— AND IT’S FEBRUARY.  CRAZY, RIGHT???!!?), trying hard to leave wanted hair alone (almost went B-Spears a couple of times), thinking about nail color, thinking about tanning but not actually hating myself enough to go through with it, being nervous about tomorrow, doing laundry, ignoring real responsibilities, and...
Feb 22nd
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Danielle: Oh I saw The Vow on Monday. You would have hated it.
Me: I know.
Danielle: I saved you $11.
Me: Did you love it?
Danielle: I didn't cry. But I spilled soda all over my lap so I cried when I did that.
Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Hey guys, it’s breakup season! How are you celebrating?
Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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“‎”So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he...”
–  Dead Poets Society. (via vaga-bonds)
Feb 21st
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I am the one who talks to walls instead of men.
Feb 21st
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Feb 21st
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Feb 21st
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Feb 21st
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‎1 month from today is one of the best days of the year! Free Italian Ice Day At Ritas!
Feb 21st
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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“We live together, we act on, and react to, one another; but always and in all...”
– William Blake ||| The Doors of Perception  (via psychedelicism) ^^This is wrong.  This is not William Blake.  This is Aldous Huxley.  I am disturbed that it has 34 notes.
Feb 19th
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poetbabble: armenotti: “Only poetry isn’t shit.” - Roberto Bolaño Every really amazing prose/fiction writer I’ve ever known has imparted some version of this to me. Prose may illuminate the questions, but it’s poetry that discloses the answers.
Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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channing tatum: i'm your husband, you were in a car accident
me: ok
Feb 18th
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Feb 18th
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“It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and...”
– Vincent van Gogh (via larmoyante)
Feb 18th
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“We’re too much ourselves. Afraid of letting go of what we are, in case we are...”
– Clive Barker, Imajica (via selfinspiration)
Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Hundreds Of Dead Birds Fall On I-95 →
kiddude: HOWARD COUNTY, Md. (WJZ) — Hundreds of dead birds rain down on I-95, blindsiding drivers in Howard County. Now Natural Resources officials are trying to figure out what caused the mass deaths. Kai Jackson has more on the unusual commute. State animal experts have an idea of what happened to the birds, but there is still some mystery here and they hope to unravel it. A strange sight...
Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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“You’re very naive and fragile because you act as if you don’t believe in...”
– (via nickmiller)
Feb 16th
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How strange
drewmanji: A strange feeling has just come over me. it’s as if there are just too many things filling my body and my head needs to split and pour them all out.  Now, I don’t mean that in a poetic sense at all. I want to physically split open my face and pour out my head guts
Feb 16th
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