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i don’t know who — or what — it is about my literature class that makes my heart beat so restlessly. maybe it’s the two girls with the british accents and the matching black sweaters. maybe it’s those in the back of the room whose faces i don’t remember yet, but whose words fit me like a second skin. maybe it’s my professor, who weaves me a protective...
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“Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable...”
– —C.G. Jung
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+ staring at the clock too often and pondering the possibility of an all-nighter, which morning-person-roanne defines as “staying up on a weeknight past 12:00am”, and which healthy-sleeper-roanne defines as “staying up on a weeknight past 10:30pm”
+ betrayed the healthy sleeper, inching closer towards betraying the morning person
+ pouring my heart and soul into writing...
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“what is the real breath of man — the breathing out or the breathing in?”
margaret atwood, the blind assassin
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“Sometimes I wish I had never met you. Because then I could go to sleep at night...”
– —Good Will Hunting
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the future months begin to tremble under the weight of my daydreams.
things aren’t so great right now. but it’s okay, i think. i’m doing all i can. and when i’m finished, when balance decides to nest beside me once more, i promise i won’t be too sad when everybody forgets to smile in response. i want to please all of you. but i’m not here to force happiness on...
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life etc
1) i’m glad my schedule calls for no classes on friday. i only have three classes on tuesdays/thursdays but holy shit my classes then are terrifying. in a good way, of course, i love learning, but i don’t think my heart has ever beat SO fast just from listening to a lecture, looking through a textbook, or hearing some of my classmates speak. i don’t know, my hands got...
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“As it has been said:
Love and a cough
cannot be concealed.
Even a small...”
– —Anne Sexton
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“I wonder if Beethoven held his breath the first time his fingers touched the...”
– —Andrea Gibson
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匿名からの質問: WHERE DID YOU GET YOUR RILAKKUMA MUG OMG
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you know that idea that claims how reading before bed promotes a good night’s sleep? well, i find that only applies to me if i were reading, say, a math textbook. last night i (finally) began reading the blind assassin. i got absolutely no sleep. this is especially problematic because a) second semester classes start in a few hours and b) i’m about to take on a shitload of other novels...
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XVII (I do not love you...) →
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you...
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“Teach me how the candle wax says thank you to the flame.”
– —Andrea Gibson
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the day i find my old ps1 games and actually get them to work would be the day right before second semester
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“Everything around you feels fake and it probably is. You have these outlets to...”
– —Thought catalog
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i should not have been so lazy with my japanese over break. my reading and writing are both fine - changing the language on frequently visited websites helped a lot - but when it comes to going through the grammar sections…i might as well be reading hieroglyphics. the-fuck-is-this-the-fuck-is-that-.jpg
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looking after and spending time with someone’s cat while they’re away on travel sounds heavenly (no sarcasm). ugh please hire me i’ll even clean your house for free i just love cats okay and the company of one is probably what i’ll need most after class
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