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On this sunny, lonely morning, I'm wrapped up in really old clothes I used to wear in high school, listening to music on a CD from 2007 on a thirteen-year-old old boom box, and floating around my house like some kind of ghosthony.
... and part of me never wants to stop.
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In the night
I used to pour my heart out here. I'd bear my soul, share my thoughts, chronicle my consciousness, but for whatever reason I just kind of... stopped ( Read more... ) -
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tasty lunch, Rock Climbing, board gaming, ice cream and igo spectating.
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Before, I only knew of one song that could actually move me to tears.
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Tonight
Tonight I went to an evening with Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer at the Moore. I wasn't sure exactly what to expect, but it kind of blew me away ( Read more... ) -
Regret
Does living a life without regret mean avoiding situations where regret might occur, or is it learning how to absolve regret for things that have or haven't already happened?
I guess both?
(Did I use "absolve" correctly?)
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None of my parents were mailmen
Aman Sinaya is the Filipina Goddess of the Oceans.
Or something like that.
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I can't post polls...
... because my account isn't a paid one!
Who should I marry?
Anette, the energetic Courier
or
Selphy, the dedicated Archivist
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Nobody has to pay to see my day to day
It's really hard to express one's self privately (to the world?) when someone keeps trying to read over your shoulder.
Oh my god, what's wrong with me?