it’s a sad story that I have to consciously tell myself not to be a crazy lady

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I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.

We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
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Then he remembers that the sky is riddled with poison. He remembers that he does not believe in these fairy-tale words, never or forever, anymore. He barely believes in time and place, and now the sand has gotten in his shoes.


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I am suddenly starting to realize being silly and little may not be enough to get you by.

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Sometimes I find dead frogs in the pool, and I sadly skim them out. poor little fellas.

but then sometimes they are just floating and they are still alive! it’s like a second chance at life, and then they can go spread the word to other frogs about the dangerous chemical content of the pool.


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I’ve been having dreams lately:
last night I dreamt that I slept all the way through school, only I was still in highschool. I had a big exam that day and I called my teacher and she told me I could take it that afternoon… but cheerleading tryouts were also that afternoon- and I had already missed the first half! So, I blew off the exam and went to ( Read more... )

Dear friends:

I recently discovered I have a problem…

Walking down the street a few days ago, I bumped into an acquaintance. Said person and I made brief small talk and they told me that they visited my favorite restraint… At that point I remembered I had told them how much I thoroughly enjoyed it. I probably told them way too much. Later I laughed ( Read more... )

you know what I really like? fruit punch… like the kind at parties. served in a bowl. sometimes I make it for myself, only it’s a party of one. gaaaaaaaaah. my life is pathetic.

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I came up with an idea for a display at barnes and noble…

we always have these themed tables, for example: “Mothers Day Ideas,” or “If You Liked _______”

my idea is for a table just called “sad bastard books”

I think this would concentrate a certain demographic to one area of the store, which would be convenient for them and humorous to observe.

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So, updates:

I don’t know if anyone remembers the time Markella and I decided to go to Coles and I couldn’t get in because my id was expired… lets take a moment to think about that… I couldn’t get into an underage bar because my id was expired. I got in with a fake id in the past. Markella got in with a fake id that night… whatever, I don’t even ( Read more... )