January 2012
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the twelve things of the year in reverse.
12. you hold my hand like you have every single time this year. sweaty palms, grasping tightly on to mine, locking our finger’s and you don’t understand how safe it feels.
11. we fight a lot. we fight about not being good enough, about not calling, about making promises and not following through and we fight with anger, i slap you and you kiss me, and you tell me i’m an asshole,...
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free by graffiti6.
great song to end 2011 with
Obama signing NDAA 'with reservations' is like a...
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December 2011
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kevincameoutswinging asked: Hiiiiiiiiiiii :D
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what i love most about the ghettos(as some may call it) in the bay and everywhere else in cali is the people. i love the rich diversity, the different shades of skin, the culturally diverse and vibrant personality of it. like everything it comes with sadness and some depressing memories and experiences. these places have become a clash of the struggle and la causa, and the sweat off my...
Since She Left: Learning →
sincesheleft:
After we broke-up, I had no idea what to do with myself. I did not do anything cliché like go on a bender and wake-up surrounded by empty bottles or sit outside your door begging you to let me in to talk to you and take you back. I simply went home, eyes watery and red, and sat. I sat there on…
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i think i deserve better than what you have been giving. if i am wrong, tell me.
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laurajadee:
City and Colour - “Day Old Hate”
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it’s just hard to sleep alone anymore. you know what i hate about casually dating? that even them sleeping over, even when there’s no sex and you just cuddle, you still feel fucking alone. maybe because you know this relationship or whatever you have going on is just temporary because you’re too afraid to be alone and too afraid to go out and find someone. maybe because you know...
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you called me girl with the chocolate eyes. dark chocolate, and i laughed, you were so beautiful with your freckles and olive skin and the way your lips moved to the rhythm of the syllables you spit.
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i have literally spent all Christmas day: at work… then sleeping and puking because i feel sick. oh how merry today has been.
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we searched for comfort in the city, found it underneath bed sheets and the busy people of market street striding so gallantly in business wear. found it underneath the cold winter living underneath the bridges where gatherings are like masses, preaching for hunger and divinity. we searched for comfort under uniformed officers and handcuffs nearly caressing our wrists. we found it in the cells, in...
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Watchon another note it brings me great joy that sherriff Joe Arpaio countinues to be under ivestigation and will be retired this coming year, in other words possibly removed and punished. what a disgusting human being.
anyways, what do you think of the video?
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black rose by Sadistik & Kid called computer
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laireegee asked: Not a holiday person myself but you know I still have love for you!
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the only thing i never miss coming back home to is the fighting, the fucking yelling every second of the damn day. this is the reason i decide to never be around unless i absolutely have to, it gets a little too old and repetitive and just damn right annoying. yet, another reason as to why i hate the damn holidays, people here can’t be together without a fight breaking out. if you...
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haveagayday asked: ilove you so much for that informational video, about how we're about to lose our rights & i'm also please that u have Childish Gambino in ur playlist!
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i don’t know how else to explain it.
my bones are brittle, my stomach is in knots, and my head feels like it’s taking three hundred pounds of pressure. my body is bruised, chills and shivers, and that nauseated feeling.
and i sit and take it in.
and smile, people are looking.
i have to smile.
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heartbeat by childish gambino.
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it’s like me sitting here, making you promise me things like calling me. and telling you i’m sorry for whatever happened before, that we are both two different people now. and that i love you and want to be friends because it’s been too long, and i truly miss you as a friend and nothing more. even if we once thought we were in love.
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sometimes i just want to seal my love in a glass bottle and throw it oversea. maybe you will find it 105,090 miles away and you’ll know it belongs to you. and you will keep it and guard it the way you know how to. and you just know my love always belonged to you.
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do it, you know you should. →
follow me on twitter.
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i wake up with the taste of camels in my mouth, and my hair tangled just like those knots in my throat. i wake up with no makeup and without a brassiere and with the cold wrapped with me in my sheets. i wake up to empty bottles of zinfandel on the desk next to my notebook, next to all those stories about you, and this fucked up girl who writes to fill in the gaps where happiness went missing. i...
