May 2013
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This week has been about solitude
Everyday after work I’ve gone home and nursed a bottle of wine
think ponder question read breathe
Some drunk dialing occurred during these sessions
Laughing to my self too loudly has also been an antidote
I’m ready
As I mature I realize that I talk to myself more, I correct my own mistakes, I...
– (via awakeningapril)
Just 19.
dyingofthebees:
When I was 19 I fell in love with anyone who had heart shaped lips and seemed to forget myself. I lost my rent money and lost someone else’s drugs and I lost the ability to care. I waited with my head down in a packed Reno emergency room and fell asleep on a San Francisco bench next to a homeless man begging for a hug. I took Vicodin on the corner of Van Ness and...
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God, do you know how difficult it is, to talk about the day your own city...
– Warsan Shire
Not one person in the world is necessary to you or me
– This Side of Paradise, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via idontknowhentoquit)
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here is what i have…
poems
big thighs
lil tits
&
so much love
– Ntozake Shange (via ilywso)