December 2011
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that’s why i’m singing baby, don’t worry
cause now i’ve got your back
and every time you feel like crying
i will try and make you laugh
merry christmas to all
so, this morning has been pretty fantastic, if i do say so myself. christmas is my favorite time of year, so i was pretty bummed that my brother wasn’t going to be in town and that my parents didn’t put up their usual decorations and all that. but seriously, waking up this morning and having a quiet morning coffee and exchanging gifts while bou tried to bury his rawhide in the wrapping...
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good vibes good vibes good vibes good vibes good vibes good vibes to the university of maryland, boston conservatory, and university of california los angeles. please please please invite me to audition. please, it would really make my christmas bright.
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people who go to restaurants/retail shops/anywhere involving other people this time of year: i am not offended if you wish me a happy christmas/festivus/hanukkah/kwanza/christmakkah/holidays/holidaze/whatever. yes, i celebrate christmas, but if you were to wish me a happy something else, i don’t mind. you are sending some light and good wishes to me and my family/loved ones/etc. that’s...
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“Traveling is like flirting with life. It’s like saying, ‘I would stay and love...”
– Lisa St. Aubin de Teran (via robot-heart) (via jeralyndwile) (via loverofwords)
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lately, everything is just really exhausting and when i’m feeling overwhelmed, i like to go to pinterest and look at all the wedding photos. i know that’s cheesy and lame, but it makes me happy to know that love exists.
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my writing voice sounds nothing like my real voice
the overcast sky hung over us like an umbrella. mozart played softly in the background, always knocking, as i always said, at the locked door of my heart. we sat close together, sipping irish breakfast tea mixed with skim milk and too much sugar, watching people out of my bedroom window. me and your ghost. i could feel it heavy next to me, weighing on the windowsill like leftover buckets of...
check your emotional baggage →
this is the best website in the world. someone actually carried my baggage for awhile and i carried someone else’s and it felt good.
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“I should like to bury something precious in every place where I’ve been happy...”
– Evelyn Waugh (via misswallflower)
30 Things to Stop Doing to Yourself →
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On the Twelfth day of Christmas, JK Rowling gave...
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My Dearest Allie,
I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and...
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i fell apart in your arms for the last time and i felt free to do what i want because of the things you told me
i felt free
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“I wanted to write “stay”
on your sides, surround
your bed with oceans
of...”
– J. Bradley (via holdonmagnolia)
“i know that you’re tired of waiting and you may have to wait a little...”
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you know what? i just really think i need a win. any win.
i'm dreaming of a white christmas
“we pulled the thin white sheet over our heads and it fell like snow down around our ears. little bits of linen landed on my eyelashes and i tried to blink you away. you’ll have to forgive me; where i’m from, white christmases don’t exist. i’m not used to the magic yet.”
- excerpt from the Diaries, december 2009
that painting wasn’t the reason for my happiness, but it still...
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“Too little of you
and my goodness, far too much
of everyone else.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
“It’s said it takes seven years
to grow completely new skin cells.
To think,...”
– Brett Elizabeth Jenkins, December 21st, 2002 (via holdonmagnolia)
…Oh my god. I swear I am not crying.
I am a fucking horrible liar. I am sobbing on the fucking bus. And I don’t even care. I needed to hear this so, so badly.
(via fracturedrefuge)
“I may sound old-fashioned, but I want to think all women should be treated like...”
– Frank Sinatra (via vickytremor)
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