December 2010
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i should bookmark this page →
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on coming home
i’m not one to say but there is the street and here is a ticket to faraway.
and i see you there a pinprick in the black night.
you are the bluest light. and it’s flickering.
you were the bluest light but it’s flickering.
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On the radio We heard, ‘November Rain’...
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inevitably asked: Merry Christmas Cathy dear! Hope you have a good one! Keep on posting! :)
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On growing up and getting out
the world expands, the horizon is not a horizon but another land. the sun does not set but lingers on the fringe.
the world contracts, i am here again. and my watch ticks my life away.
the world turns to copper and life becomes golden moments. liquid gold falling in languid beauty.
inevitably asked: Merry Christmas Cathy dear! Hope you have a good one! Keep on posting! :)
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What's the word
for that first drop of rain that hits the ground?
What’s the word for when you realize that you cannot be a raindrop?
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“We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never...”
– Richard Dawkins (via quote-book) (via foreheadtittaes, livejamie) (via indefinissable)
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once mine, twice yours.
there are secrets that i keep.
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Listen
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insatiables asked: I can go probably Monday 11:30 onwards I'm free! :)
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Like a ghost
Invisible. I can’t hear you. You move without sound.
I can’t see you. You don’t exist. So you can’t hurt me anymore.
You’re dead to me.
insatiables asked: I can go probably Monday 11:30 onwards I'm free! :)
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