February 2012
There is something in this apartment that smells like cheese and it’s awful.
kinda moved in!
there is just stuff everywhere.
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Wills are kinda bummers.
“There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do...”
– Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things (via cityyandcolour)
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We set the wrong course and headed due north ...
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
the woods are lovely, dark and deep.
but I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
nothing gold can stay
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who needs it?
see this poem?
it was
written without drinking.
I don’t nee to drink
to write.
I can write without
drinking,
my wife says I can.
I say that maybe I can.
I’m not drinking
and I’m writing.
see this poem?
it was
written without drinking.
who needs a drink now?
probably the reader.
- Bukowski
france: ten
france: twenty
france: thirty
france: forty
france: fifty
france: sixty
france:
france:
france: sixty ten
world: france what are you do—
france: four twenties
world: france stop it
france: four twenties ten
world: france that doesn't even make any sense
france:
france:
france:
world:
france:
world:
france: hundred.
i feel like nothing
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THE GUARDIAN: Irish judge orders rape victim... →
inothernews:
Jesus H. Christ.
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