September 2009
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“Mum: ‘After mowing the lawns, I could really do with a strumpet.’...”
– (god. I hope she was meaning a delicious chocolate-spackled, icecream cone treat and not…that other thing…)
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“ ‘say votre mère est un poisson (your mother is a fish) to Graig (did you...”
–  advice on how to rid oneself of stalker boys (via Natalie sometime 2004). still so valid. still in use.
Sep 7th
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“ ‘Morning girls’ ”
–  some old guy at about 7:30 this morning to a completely bewildered karl and I (perhaps the jacket around his waist looked something like a skirt?)
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ListenJames Morrison: If The Rain Must Fall.
Sep 6th
I wish I carried the weather with me. It is something that I am trying to cultivate, to deliberate on. I am tired of feeling my way around dressed in an internal corset. One that is preset and rigid tight, laced and looped through years of being and doing and habitually acting in the same self destructive, unconscious ways. A Victorian construct that deliberates my days for me…if it is fine,...
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“Maybe BMI needs to stand for “Body Made Insane”. The lower you get,...”
–  muse (from WBB)
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August 2009
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Aug 29th
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2 little whos by e e cumming. 2 little whos (he and she) under are this wonderful tree smiling stand (all realms of where and when beyond) now and here (far from a grown -up i&you- ful world of known) who and who (2 little ams and over them this aflame with dreams incredible is) - this makes me think of one flame haired friend of mine and her compulsive liar of a boyfriend :)
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“Why I am on tumblr right now: Me: “Man, I have some serious B.U.P.S*...”
– * backed up poo syndrome
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Listen Fleet Foxes: He doesn’t know why.
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ListenFlorence and the Machine : A Kiss with a Fist
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“‘Killing oneself is, anyway, a misnomer. We don’t kill ourselves. We...”
–  pg 242 ‘Shoot the Damn Dog; A memoir of depression’ by Sally Brampton.
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My relationship hasn’t been so good lately. My girlfriend is always working, avoiding problems with no instant solutions, the super little ‘fix-it’ girl she is. We had a huge fight on Saturday night…I was transfixed by the bitterness swelling her throat, closing her mind, making it all about her. And I had to leave, duffel coat in hand, running as fast as I could away into...
Aug 26th
“‘you are the goddess athena who founded the religion ‘mew’...”
– - lady of questionable hygiene…and walking ability (i was able to run away simply because she spiralled instead of walked. yes spiralled.)  i love wellington! (so this is what happens when I take a different route home. fans the flame of my ‘one day being a crazy cat lady’...
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ListenThe Dodos: Fools And the stance that we take...
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The Journey by Mary Oliver One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice— though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each voice cried. But you didn’t stop. You knew what you had to do, though the wind pried with its stiff fingers at the very foundations,...
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