12月 2010
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what i did today
cleaned brushed my hair read mostly, read
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am I the only one who can't stop listening to O...
dearjkr:
thank you i thought that’s just me
nine times out of ten it’s the first and last song i hear everyday
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you have no idea how badly i want to cut my hair right now
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happy holidays!!!
as always, thank you, all of you, for being so sweet (for three years now actually)! i hope you have a lovely day. thanks again for all the wishes and greetings! where’s that merry christmas emma watson gif when i need it so i can virtually kiss you all? thank you shruti!!! anyway, because the current room i am in is absolutely freezing (i have blankets and tea but it’s still quite...
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xii xxiii x
i love this place! the orange walls, the hardwood floor, the smell, the three minute walk to the woods, the view of san francisco on the horizon from the living room window, clothed in fog, the white curtains, the waterfall shower, the cranberry bubble bath, the gold and maroon bed. there’s a train that passes by every now and then, and while one might find the sound of its progression a...
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equinox
winter break is lovely so far. low-key, but my breaks have always been low-key, apart from utthara’s visits in the summertime. i’ve been reading, speaking to utthara on the phone, walking around outside when the rain stutters, searching for the perfect pair of boots (with the help of dearest naomi), and have surprisingly kept a respectable sleeping schedule. lol homework, what is...
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再生する
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i wish frozen yogurt establishments did deliveries
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so i hear my mom and sister bickering for five...
my sister: hey--
me: what?
my sister: do you remember what that one movie with snape and mr. bean was called?
me: ...oh my god
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the inquiry of celeste through the apartment wall
I can’t stand this place. I can’t stand this shanty, beaten-down building. I look down, and the carpet’s coated with orange evidence of absent oven mitts from who knows how many years ago. I look up, and there’s a strange cluster of mold in the corner, expanding like a kaleidoscope design. And thanks to the bar across the street, I must opt for subtitles whenever watching anything.
The thin walls...
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the inquiry of celeste through the apartment wall
I can’t stand this place. I can’t stand this shanty, beaten-down building. I look down, and the carpet’s coated with orange evidence of absent oven mitts from who knows how many years ago. I look up, and there’s a strange cluster of mold in the corner, expanding like a kaleidoscope design. And thanks to the bar across the street, I must opt for subtitles whenever watching anything.
The thin walls...
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“a life oriented to leisure is, in the end, a life oriented to death—the greatest leisure of all.”
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i’m…i’m…i’m finished with my portfolio. i can hardly believe it. SENDING THAT SHIT TOMORROW. I CAN BREATHE. GODDAMN. in other words, it’s practically winter break already.
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cul-de-sac
distractions will be the death of me. cleaning things that are already clean, rearranging things that were handsomely ordered, the current contents of my mug: the overwhelmingly heavenly butterbeer my sister and i made a few minutes ago. all i’m missing is utthara, a warm fire, and…well, the state of being in the woods. (are you guys tired of my yearnful, constant woodland references...
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phenomena
i’m being swallowed. the space is shrinking. people are too loud, too demanding, too exhausting, to deal with right now. i’m making hasty conclusions. this might just be the worst writer’s block i’ve ever experienced. celeste’s deadline is friday. do i take my own advice? the claim of the rule of three has provided a cure, though only short-lived. my senses seek only...
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