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Day 22 - A picture of what you wore today
Today’s Flea Market Outfit by janeanger featuring a pearl bangle
Not a precise recreation, but I realized too late that I was supposed to take a picture for today’s number. But this is the gist of the outfit — we went to the flea market, it rained on us, there was hardly anyone there.
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“If you want to write, if you want to create, you must be the most sublime fool...”
– Ray Bradbury (via tulletulle)
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Here’s what I’ve got, the reasons why our... →
delawareareyou:
Here’s what I’ve got, the reasons why our marriage might work: Because you wear pink but write poems about bullets and gravestones. Because you yell at your keys when you lose them, and laugh, loudly, at your own jokes. Because you can hold a pistol, gut a pig. Because you memorize songs, even commercials from thirty years back and sing them when vacuuming. You have soft hands....
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Anonymous asked: How did you go about telling your parents about getting your first tattoo/piercing? What did they think about them? & What are their opinions now?
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it was holy, felt so holy, i said holy shit.: You... →
You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles white. I don’t need a god. I have you and your beautiful mouth, your hands holding onto me, the nails leaving unfelt wounds, your hot breath on my neck. The taste of your saliva. The darkness is ours. The nights belong to us. Everything we do is secret. Nothing we do will ever be understood; we will be feared and...
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Day 21 - Turn on's and turn off's
ONS — style and poise — ability to be silly and laugh — striking features, be it bright eyes or a strong chin or whatever; this manifests a million different ways — food and coffee taste — adventurous spirit — confidence — an interest in learning and growing personally — ambition that isn’t cutthroat — physical grace — musical...
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“Dear dreams,
You are the only thing that matters. You are my hope and I live...”
– Blood and Guts In High School by Kathy Acker
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Day 20 - Concerts you have attended.
I honestly can’t recall the majority of them. I mean, do I count “shows”? I guess not, because I’ve dated quite a few musicians and that’d get ridiculous. I will attempt, but many of these are going to be incredibly embarrassing. New Kids on the Block Macy Gray with Mos Def ‘N Sync (twice) Madonna Dave Matthews Band (eight times) Teitur Ben Folds Five Muse Jimmy...
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-4-24) →
Florence + the Machine (13)
Eye Drops (7)
Seven Saturdays (6)
The Slits (3)
Vivian Girls (1)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
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A Writer's Ruminations: Earthworms by Katrina... →
It is raining again this morning, and I am remembering
it rained then, too, the summer morning things almost came to be. We lay crosswise
on the bed. The curtains grazed our heads
when they were quickened by damp wind. Outside the earth was opening and the worms had surfaced,
blind. They have eaten every bit of dirt
that makes our yard. They turn the soil the way, in bed at night, we turn the...
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thedvsmonkey asked: What made you want to model? Nude model? Self portrait model? It seems like a typical progression so I've always wondered what motivates people.
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2NIGHT @ BEAUMONT WAREHOUSE, WEST PHILTHY
SGNLS drumslikemachineguns Buck Gooter Erode & Disappear
Should be a grand ol’ time, so come out come out come out.
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Tina Fey's prayer for her daughter →
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richtong:
newsweek:
braiker:
First, Lord: No tattoos.
May she be Beautiful but not Damaged, for it’s the Damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s eye, not the Beauty.
When the Crystal Meth is offered, May she remember the parents who cut her grapes in half And stick with Beer.
Lead her away from Acting but not all the way to Finance.
Honestly. It ain’t easy being a...
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All He Would Have to Do
ahuntersheart:
How was I to know it would begin this way: every cell of my body burning with a dangerous beauty, the air around me a nimbus of light that would carry me through the days, how when he found me, weeks later, he would find me like that, an ordinary woman who could rise in flame, all he would have to do is come close and touch me. -From Fast Gas, Dorianne Laux