April 2011
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drunken fits=obscure similes
so last night -same as every night since I lost control of everything- I got wasted. In my drunken stupor, I pathetically vented to a few people about my ex. Yes, I was that girl. One of my rants went something like this:
Me: You know, men, you know what they are?
Guy: What?
Me: They’re unreliable. They’re like, they’re like, they’re like those sticky hands you used to...
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valid first-order logic
If you are a liar, then you are also a coward. You lied to me, therefore you are a coward. …It’s as simple as that.
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“What I want back is what I was
Before the bed, before the knife,
Before the...”
– The Eye-Mote, Sylvia Plath (via aplathaday)
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i miss him
every single day.
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this weekend :) →
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“I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long....”
– Eat, Pray, Love
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“Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life.”
– Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet (via proustitute)
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vagina bedazzling... →
…the greatest thing since sliced bread.
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