February 2012
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n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life, a mood whose only known cure is the vuvuzela.
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“I do struggle because I’m attracted to beautiful things, yet at the same time, I...”
– Tom Ford 
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I wish I were the cream you massage on your face so that I would be able to caress your cheeks and penetrate everywhere. I wish I were the lotion you spread on your body so that I would be able to explore the different world under your skin, seeping and clinging and etching and memorizing—a world where I would need no map because it would be a world beautiful to be lost in and never resurfacing. I...
Feb 25th
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“Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This...”
– Henry Rollins 
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“So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon… I talk to myself and...”
– Sylvia Plath 
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Feb 25th
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Every night I asked the heavens why I can’t have a voice like Norah Jones.
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“This is what I want. I want people to take care of me. I want them to force...”
– Franny Billingsley 
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Anonymous asked: I've been thinking what it is about your blog that makes me love every single thing you post. Then I realized, it's not the posts or the blog, it's you. Your blog is like a book, a roadmap, of who you are. Through it we see such depth and character within you, things that you may hide in person but that we, the onlookers, the admirers, get to see. So I guess what I'm trying to...
Feb 21st
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Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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“If only you could sense how important you are to the lives of those you meet;...”
– Fred Rogers
Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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I’m not even a person anymore. I’m just a sack of feelings.
Feb 20th
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Anonymous asked: Your blog is the reason I even started on tumblr. Usually, I sit quietly, admiring it from afar. But I think you deserve to know that. I think I had to tell you.
Feb 18th
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Feb 18th
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When I have my own home, I’ll have the biggest room for my library of books and romantic (comedy) movies because God knows I’m a sucker for those two things. 
Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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