February 2011
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“Somewhere there’s speaking
It’s already coming in
Oh and...”
– Everything you Want — Vertical Horizon —
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“Notice me
Take my hand
Why are we
strangers when
our love is strong?
Why...”
– Everytime
Gone.
Sparkly Samantha has gone away. She is strapped to a gurney somewhere screaming. I don’t know if or when she will be back. But in the meantime, I am Numb Samantha, how may I help you?
“we live on a mountain
right at the top
there’s a beautiful view
from the...”
– Hyperballad — Bjork
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This, That, & This: One More Suicide by Marcy... →
psychedelicmesss:
Christopher O’Malley went out on a bridge Down in Chehalis And clutching his bible and a letter from her Fell into the river Pity no one was there No angels in the air And the morning paper ran One more suicide His mama stayed by the river side Down in Chehalis And clutching her bible and a…
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““I’ve been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been
Over the...”
– Speak to me/Breathe
Pink Floyd (David Gilmour, Nick Mason, Roger Waters, Rick Wright)
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To the Engraver of My Skin
I understand the pact is mortal,
agree to bear this permanence.
I contract with limitation: I say
no and no then yes to you, and sign
-here, on the dotted line-
for whatever comes, I do: our time,
our outline, the filling-in of our details
(it’s density that hurts, always,
not the original scheme). I’m here
for revision, discolouration; here to fade
and last, ineradicable, blue. Write...
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Boys suck.
My plans for jet skiing on the weekend changed last night when my litttle cousin texted me at 1am to ask if I was still awake. She was out and was having a horrible night. She pretended for a while like she didn’t know why she was texting me other than she was just not having fun. I told her I was coming to pick her up from the city but she kept making excuses that she didn’t want to...
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I don't want to.
I don’t want to blog my dreams. They’re full of things I’ll never have.
I don’t want to blog songs. They remind me of feelings I don’t want to have.
I don’t want to blog lyrics. They’re written by people who have some hope.
I don’t want to blog pictures. I’ll only choose the darkest ones I can find.
I don’t want to blog jokes. They...
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My truth about Valentines Day...
Valentines Day is a week away. Seriously, is there any worse holiday? It causes me such anxiety whether I am single or not (which I am). But I love it all the same…
When I was a little girl, Dad used to get me a mini version of whatever he got Mum. Mum would normally get a bunch of flowers, a big heart shaped chocolate and a diamante encrusted heart shaped pin with her name engraved on it....
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Epic. Want.
messaluna:
1950s Vintage Tulle Prom Dress
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Anonymous asked: Have you ever participated in a Flash Mob?
Anonymous asked: You cant respond to the posts or stories?
Stephen T
Stephen T
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Pure. Epic.
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January 2011
28 posts
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City mouse goes to the country...
So part of my job involves travel. This sounds exotic. It is not. I am currently sitting in a Coffee Club in Dalby, Qld. On Sunday afternoon my coworker (who luckily is also my cousin, @djkizza) and I left our amazing little unit on Brisbane’s North and made our way to Warwick.
Now I am the first to admit that I am biased in my attitude towards Warwick and I outright hate the damn place....
