July 2012
June 2012
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The length of our sentence simply meant that we convinced ourselves that we knew ourselves
But I only knew a sleeping body, you an empty bed
I knew the cover of a book that neither of us read
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i whisper into your ear, “there is no way i could express with words just how much you make me feel alive.”
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“you’re a film that i’ve seen, and i know everything word for word, line for line.”
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“I was sentimental about many things: a woman’s shoes under the bed; one hairpin left behind on the dresser; the way they said, ‘I’m going to pee…’; hair ribbons; walking down the boulevard with them at 1:30 in the afternoon, just two people walking together; the long nights of drinking and smoking, talking; the arguments; thinking of suicide; eating together...
Woke up at 5.30am and decided it would be wise to go for a 45 minute jog in the rain. Now on a non related note heading to the hospital. Fuck you friday.
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We created our own world together.
Us versus them.
And we were quite a pair.
Her believing in me,me believing that…
I actually deserved it.
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David: Look at us. I’m frozen and you’re dead, and I love you.
Sofía: It’s a problem.
*this film. this love. This. Always.
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naked in the sheets she stood at the window
she looked out on the bay
westcott bay, 98
less clear walls and closed us as the winter came and froze us
and i tried to start the fire but it lived to die
so did we in a way
and in that moment i could have stayed
without a moment more
lying a few feet away
on the cabin’s hardwood floor
“I am a cage, in search of a bird.”
– Franz Kafka (via johnvondoom)
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Nothing but fair trades and farewells,
when the present tense reveals a sixth sense,
when you’d die for a word or one less empty shell.
