May 2012
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“Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different...”
– Hermann Hesse (via loveyourchaos)
I’ve been feeling so word deficient lately. Nothing I feel or think can be formulated into sentences. It’s causing quite a few problems.
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“A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.”
– Wallace Stevens (via clavicola)
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Plans for next year are starting to come together. I got accepted to both of the programs I was looking at, so that means Paris for fall semester and Grenoble for the rest of the academic year. OH! And Morocco at the end of it all. I’m so ridiculously excited.
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“I irresponsibly revel
in the thought of your wrist bone
resting against any...”
– excerpt from “Snack Food Poem.” Dolly Lemke (via clavicola)
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April 2012
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Real Name
dearoldlove:
I’ve met many men after you, many men far better than you, but they never seem to say my name quite like you did. They way you said it—I could hear myself in it.
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March 2012
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I decided this last weekend that I want to be doing something I love, and English wasn’t doing that for me anymore. So, I’m changing my major from English to Art History. Just a bit of paperwork and it’ll be official.
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“Most of the dandelions had changed from suns into moons.”
– Vladimir Nabokov (via lavandula)
February 2012
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