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*I'm in another wordless phase. Finally forced myself to sit down at the typewriter last night, but mainly produced a bunch of garbage. Tried to rework some old stuff, but was not happy with it at all ( Read more... ) -
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Gone are the days when
we could sing along and not
talk to each other. -
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If there was ever a book worthy of a Pulitzer fucking Prize it's Junot Diaz's The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao. I just finished about 120 seconds ago, and just, damn. I feel really sad now. I feel like it's appropriate that I finished it today. The last book I ever read as a college student, ya know? He has another book that's been out for a ( Read more... ) -
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Heads up, I've been working on an essay all night, and I'll probably post it here later today. GET READY. -
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Open and alone;
we are skid skid skiding away.
Crash and burn all night. -
23
I turned 23 yesterday. While I don't really feel any different (God, why the fuck do people ask you that on your birthday?) it was once again a rather introspective day for me ( Read more... ) -
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I may or may not have just danced in front of my (freshly cleaned!) mirror in my cap and gown for about two minutes this morning. Maybe. HOLYCRAPIMGRADUATINGINLIKEOMGWHATISITLETMELOOKATTHECALENDAROKTENDAYS?OMGOMGOGMG. -
Somethings I Wish I Had
But at the same time am glad I do not since I am actually trying to purge myself of stuff ( Read more... )