February 2012
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singing
“clouds conspire above my head i overheard them saying i wish he was dead today the sunset burned my eyes and in the next room i hear someone cry”
“Hon A B Lincoln…
Dear Sir
My father has just home from the fair and brought...”
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The letter that made Lincoln grow a beard (via historical-nonfiction)
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damn this book for ruining my day.
“Somewhere, out over the bay, a boat horn groaned into the night. The atmosphere felt sluggish and thick, no manufactured wind streaming from the vents. I stared at the fullness of her lips, the dense fall of her hair framing her cheeks, but the dark obscured her features. I almost reached for her face: My heart. You’re the last one I’d want to hurt.”
~ Paul Lisicky, The...
i'm really loving my creative writing class.
that is all. :)
mmmhmm.
holaamiga:
this is by far one of the...
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breakdown
i just really, really want to go home.
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