OUT OF THE ASH I RISE WITH MY RED HAIR AND I EAT MEN LIKE AIR.
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Friday August 13, 2010 at 21:33
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San Francisco, California (via evan-g, -cityoflove)
I had an amazing last week in Washington state, visiting my grandma, spending time with my mom, and sleeping in and hiking a lot and eating a ton of fish. And then on Wednesday I spent sixteen hours travelling across three time zones and arrived back in Baltimore Thursday morning, a zombie.
I miss home. I’m also really excited to be here, though. School starts August 30th. Eeek.
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Thursday August 12, 2010 at 19:32
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Sunday August 01, 2010 at 10:10
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
The Beatles/ Oh! Darling
Sunday August 01, 2010 at 9:55
185 notes“There are more locations than girl and boy, man and woman. Decamping from one does not have to mean climbing into another. There’s plenty of space in between, or beyond the bounds, or all along and across the plane or sphere or whatever of gender, and it is entirely okay to say, “I do not like being a girl, and so I shall be a boy.” But it must also be okay to say, “I do not like being a girl, so I shall set about changing what it means to be a girl,” and yes, okay to say, “I do not like being a girl, and so I shan’t.”
—
S. Bear Bergman, from the essay ‘I’m Just Saying’ in hir book, The Nearest Exit May Be Behind You.
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Sunday August 01, 2010 at 9:54
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Valeria : WAI LIN TSE (via tappei)
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Monday July 26, 2010 at 16:52
4 notes“Alone With Everybody
the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.there’s no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.nobody ever finds
the one.the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fillnothing else
”
fills.
— Bukowski. (via coeurdepanda)
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Monday July 26, 2010 at 16:51
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Monday July 26, 2010 at 16:43
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Sunday July 25, 2010 at 11:17
clothedinsky asked: no choice...
plus having people I love who love me
and being able to alter my own neurochemistry/psychology/view of phenomena/somatic feeling with a degree of relative success and ease
yes
Sunday July 25, 2010 at 11:02
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I cannot wait to have a big bed like this again. I’ve been living in a dorm room with a stranger for the past five weeks and have never been so grateful for the promise of my own space. Yesterday Greg and I went to Baltimore to look at houses, and we found one that we’re pursuing. It’s an adorable little red brick house with a back yard and garden and a nice porch out front. Hopefully it will work out. If not, I will be homeless again as of next Saturday
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Wednesday July 21, 2010 at 16:51
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