January 2012
44 posts
“When I am lonely for boys it’s their bodies I miss. I study their hands lifting...”
– Margaret Atwood, Cats Eye (via richlikecream/floralavenger)
“Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be...”
– bell hooks, All About Love: New Visions (via learrningtoloveyoumore)
GPOY
(via adailyriot)
Bare with me. (via ultramaricon)
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“I’m not drinking for the rest of my life. Until tonight.”
—Pauly D, Jersey Shore
Blueberry Pancakes, tea, rain, television
“Still, there are differences between the three versions. Le Carré makes up in...”
– Michael Wood reviews Tinker, Tailor at the LRB
Postlude By William Carlos Williams
Now that I have cooled to you
Let there be gold of tarnished masonry,
Temples soothed by the sun to ruin
That sleep utterly.
Give me hand for the dances,
Ripples at Philae, in and out,
And lips, my Lesbian,
Wall flowers that once were flame.
Your hair is my Carthage
And my arms the bow,
And our...
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I also cut 400 words.
[1/10/12 10: 05:01 AM] Me: also: Princeton sweater
[1/10/12 10: 05:03 AM] Me: not sweatshirt?
[1/10/12 10: 05:10 AM] Reporter: sweatshirt
[1/10/12 10: 05:19 AM] Reporter: man, you're good.
[1/10/12 10: 05:28 AM] Me: not my first rodeo
'To stop irritation by the assurance that nothing...
Virginia Woolf’s New Year’s resolutions, January 2, 1931
Here are my resolutions for the next 3 months; the next lap of the year.
To have none. Not to be tied.
To be free & kindly with myself, not goading it to parties: to sit rather privately reading in the studio.
To make a good job of The Waves.
To stop irritation by the assurance that nothing is worth...
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feminist crying
karaj:
pussy-strut:
is #feminist crying a thing yet? can we make it a thing?
#CRYING BLOG 2K12 #cc:karaj #feminist crying
REBLOGGING WITH HASHTAGS. we’re saying it’s a thing.
I thought I’d cry at LAX, maybe when I passed that Starbucks before you exit security, maybe when I stood at the curb waiting, not for his familiar car, but for a rental shuttle bus. I woke early that first...
💘💘💘 Good thing some sweet fashion blogger I know sent me Pocky for Xmas so I have a late night snack. 💘💘💘
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“I am sad because I fell out of love. I am not sad like: ‘I want to take medication.’”
—Frank, from “Melancholy Play,” Sarah Ruhl
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“That zucchini woke me up. Food was not at all what I had thought it was, it had...”
– katechristensen | don’t let it bring you down
December 2011
42 posts
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