February 2012
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i miss kissing when i look like shit. being kissed when i look awful is such an awesome feeling. 
Feb 27th
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“So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon… I talk to myself and...”
– Sylvia Plath (via 2peaches)
Feb 26th
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Listenthis reminds me of a very specific time in my...
Feb 26th
Listen Love is watching someone die.
Feb 25th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 23rd
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when you plan on being a good grade 2 teacher, no one ever tells you about assessment and evaluation and adaptive dimension and cross curricular competencies and outcomes and indicators and inquiry based learning and directed reading-thinking approaches and differentiated instruction………….. up to my ears in planning for the next week. 
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Feb 13th
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i just finished watching lost, like the series finale, and im really, like actually scared- borderline terrified. stuff that fucks with my perception of reality and especially in a “am i actually alive” sort of way really messes with me on a deep psychological level. i cant shake this. i feel like there is something behind me even though i am laying on my back. everything i hear...
Feb 10th
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Feb 4th
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Feb 4th
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Feb 1st
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January 2012
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Jan 30th
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Jan 25th
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whatever persists or turns to pain between us, they will still be there. Such permanence is terrifying. whatever persists or turns to pain between us, they will still be there. Such permanence is terrifying.
Jan 16th
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Jan 16th
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Jan 14th
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Jan 12th
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ive never really felt like i could not complete a semester until now. until this afternoon, in my 3rd class of the semester, where i stopped writing and started tying knots. started questioning what i am actually going to have to do every day if i do finish this damn semester. for the rest of my life, every day, filled with this bull shit kind of discussion of feeling and ethic. so yes, i am...
Jan 10th
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i feel luck to have eyes and view this →
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Jan 6th
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Jan 5th
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new years eve 2011 definition of banged up. i blacked out playing flip cup, but at least it was on a win. then i woke up in a completely different house, next to a passed out guy i havent ever seen. i think the fear alone made me throw up. but then i saw sara and she drove me back to the original house. i got down to my undies in 2 seconds flat because the hottub was open. yadda yadda jason,...
Jan 3rd
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Jan 3rd
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December 2011
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Dec 27th
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November 2011
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Nov 29th
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Nov 24th
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Nov 21st
my best friend’s mother passed away last friday. today was her funeral. shes like my sister. shes family. shes the person who’s been there for 15 years without fail. im just so proud that she is so strong, and her dad and brother too, but this doesn’t stop hurting for them. i just want her to stay with me so she doesnt have to cry alone and stuff. im really worried for her, even...
Nov 2nd
October 2011
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“I like to touch your tattoos in complete darkness, when I cant see them....”
– Kim Addonizio, First Poem for You
Oct 9th
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