December 2009
“Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I’ve a call.”
—Sylvia Plath
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WritersCafe.org
I made a new account on writerscafe.org, since I can’t seem to remember my old log in and like no other sites where you can actually post your writing seem to exist. I tried poemhunter.com but it wouldn’t let me post anything so I gave up. Anyhow, here’s the link to my Writer’s Cafe account:
http://www.writerscafe.org/Ashley_Rose9
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I've had this song stuck in my head all day!
Say you’re looking for a place to go Where nobody knows your name You’re looking for oblivion With one Eye on the Hall of Fame I don’t wanna face it oh no I don’t wanna face it no no no no Well I can dish it out But I just can’t take it Say you’re looking for some peace and love Leader of a big old band You wanna save humanity But it’s people...
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Who else thinks Tumblarity is bipolar? It’s up one minute then the next it’s down, I don’t even get it. I thought only humans could be bipolar, sad world when we figure out features on the internet can be too. :/
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“All those logarithms, and square roots; and algebra was a terrible thing. I would have learned Chinese or Sanskrit sooner then that. It seems to them to make sense, to the academics, the intellectuals. Algebra? I have no idea of what it means or where it came from. It seems to have no harmony or rhythm or basic feel because really you can understand people without knowing the same language....
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This is my new favorite song. <3
Reblog if you erase everything you were going to...
shannonisablogisttttt:
justamisguidedghost:
Or am I the only one? XD
You are SO not the only one. haha
I just did that a few minutes ago. XD
Associating your best friend with Santa
Amanda: By the way, Santa came down my street in a tractor while playing Christmas songs... I took Dharma out and followed him... for some reason Santa always makes me think of you... is that odd?
Me: YOU SAYING I'M FAT? (Just kidding :p)
Why does he remind you of me?
Amanda: I don't know... and no I'm not saying that lovely.. I think its because you take your picture with Santa very year... and I can imagine you chasing him down my street till he took a picture with you.
Me: Hahaha, I would do that too.
Amanda: Lol. See, thats why I can see it happening.
me: Lol
Amanda: Santa: DRIVE FAST! SHE GAINING ON US!
me: Yeah, it'd be code red at the North Pole.
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Guilt for being rich, and guilt thinking that perhaps love and peace isn’t...
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“As I said goodbye and drove away, things I’d like to hear you say. Rolled across my mind like clouds, in an unexpected flurry. I stumbled on a minefield, where desire was still buried.”
—”I Don’t Want To Fall In Love” - Sam Phillips
In the beginning it was a constant fight between Brian and Paul on one side and...
– John Lennon (via fuckyeahjohnpaul)
Reblog with your height and age
shannonisablogisttttt:
flannelshurtz:
dmtrace:
gameboy-color:
morsmordre-:
stayfrosty:
janers:
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maria-estela:
curiosity kills tumblarity
5’4”, 13
5’7”, fifteen years.
5’3”, 18 years old.
5’6”, 25 years
5’4”, 21 next month.
5’4”, 18. we’re all very short people.
5’3”, 15.
5’8”, 18
5’3” 14 :x
5’6”, 17
5’1”, 16
My Christmas List :)
-The Beatles Stereo Box Set (CD & DVD)
-“Paul McCartney: A Life” by Peter Ames Carlin
-Nail Art Brush
-Sally Hansen Nail Art Pens (in white and red)
My interests are pretty clear here. :p
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Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are. - Kurt Cobain
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If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time,...
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Pee Wee Herman has gone gangster this holiday season.
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Since I have no life...
The rules:
1. Have NO life. 2. Bold the names of guys you’d definitely sex it up with. 3. Italicize the names of guys you might fuck after a little persuasion. 4. Leave the guys who don’t do anything for you alone. 5. Put a question mark after the guys you’ve never heard of. 6. Strike the guys you wouldn’t touch with a ten-foot pole. 7. Add three more guys to the list.
* Jack Barakat?...
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"Winter" by Mark Slaughter
A cracked lip; raw skin; I pined for orange flickers Dancing off a cheery fire. A gelid blast of arctic air Had caught me unawares – Reinforcing my desire. Turning down an avenue, I froze; suspicious trees – Likely destined for a pyre – Were laughing off the icy chill Of callous Winter nights. And I? Simply to retire Snug, inside a balmy chair Of warming solitude: Ah! my carol, my festive...