May 2013
sometimes i can't believe it.: coming home →
liuange:
coming home
There’s no place like home, coming back to the sun and wind and my loud frigid house that sits on a main road. Noises that have been absent: the screaming of the parentals, the whoosh of cars as they pass going a little over the legal 45 mph outside of my window, the rustling of the dry palmetto fronds when the wind’s a bit too raucous. I went to Sojurn Coffee today by...
April 2013
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March 2013
just submitted this fellowship app
sempresempretexto:
Relevant.
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February 2013
January 2013
December 2012
someone: i like you
me: are you lost
Oooooooh…”
“What? Sounds like you’re reading some hot gossip…”
“No, I’m...
– (via overheardatwilliams)
OH MY GOD, HOW DID I GET ON THIS BLOG.
November 2012
The most common form of despair is not being who you are.
– Søren Kierkegaard
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October 2012