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recent radio silence due to ridiculous number of exams stop doing a degree in languages seemed like...

Mon, 20 May 2013 19:25:00 +0100

recent radio silence due to ridiculous number of exams stop doing a degree in languages seemed like such a good idea at the time stop i hurt my ankle and haven’t been able to run in a week so am constantly fidgeting stop sixteen days until i finish my first year of university stop my head is all over the place stop all i want is to be on a mountain stop

I Was An Eagle // Laura Marling

Mon, 13 May 2013 19:23:08 +0100

I Was An Eagle // Laura Marling

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Fri, 10 May 2013 22:07:50 +0100

j’apprends le français. très bon! très excitant!

Sun, 05 May 2013 20:34:00 +0100

j’apprends le français. très bon! très excitant!

thegraveyardrunner: this is pretty much every long run here in...

Thu, 02 May 2013 21:40:13 +0100

thegraveyardrunner:

this is pretty much every long run here in oregon. I dont mind

a poem for my mother. I. you smell the same.it has been two months since i saw you, andthere are new...

Thu, 02 May 2013 21:40:00 +0100

a poem for my mother.

you smell the same.
it has been two months since i saw you, and
there are new streaks of grey in your hair,
deeper smile lines around your eyes.
small changes.

our conversation is the same:
you worry that i am getting too thin, and
i ask you if you’ve been sleeping enough.
you tell me i should transfer to a university closer to home,
that now you’ve got me back
there’s no way you’re letting me go again.

II.

i lie on the sofa
under the quilt you made for my tenth birthday,
watch you as you sew,
humming motown under your breath.
i know the strength of those hands.

(those hands that held me
when i was too small to understand that i had the flu,
when i went too high on the swings and fell off,
when everyone told me i was too boring to be friends with,
when my future was overwhelming and uncertain and i was too afraid to face it on my own.)

III.

there is a picture of you on the mantelpiece
from when you were nineteen.

you are wearing a red dress (the picture is black and white,
but my dad, who took the photo, says it was red)
and pearls in your ears.
you are laughing at something and your face
is glowing with it, every part of your body is laughing.

sometimes you look at it and say i used to be beautiful.
you still are, we tell you, but you don’t listen.
we wish you would.

IV.

you pick up the phone.
hello darling. are you alright?
i’m fine, i tell you, just wanted to know how your day has been.

you chatter for ten minutes about the latest episode of the archers,
ask me what i think you should make for dinner tonight.
nothing special, but it’s enough:

sometimes it just takes listening to your voice
to make things that little bit easier to bear.

we go for coffee.
you tell me you still think of me as a thirteen-year-old
with holes in her jeans and awful taste in music.
you don’t feel old enough to have a daughter
who will turn twenty on her next birthday.

you ask me where i learned to be a woman.
from you, i say.

finnvseverything: (via Dancing Behind My Eyelids / | Flickr -...

Thu, 02 May 2013 21:14:08 +0100

finnvseverything:

(via Dancing Behind My Eyelids / | Flickr - Photo Sharing!)

1. i feel as though i know myself very little 2. i have a clear idea of the person i am striving to...

Thu, 25 Apr 2013 20:51:55 +0100

1. i feel as though i know myself very little

2. i have a clear idea of the person i am striving to be, and a somewhat-clear idea of the steps i need to take to become that person

3. i am just very afraid

4. (also: spring rain is the best kind of rain, especially for running in)

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Wed, 17 Apr 2013 23:46:51 +0100

moralnihilism: Nicola Oderman

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 11:23:49 +0100

moralnihilism:

Nicola Oderman

note to self. 1. take one day at a time. 2. you are not boring or inadequate or unlovable. 3. stay...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 23:29:00 +0100

note to self.

1. take one day at a time.

2. you are not boring or inadequate or unlovable.

3. stay humble.

4. write more.

5. your heart is a bit like a volcano. sometimes it overflows a little. (or, crying can be a good thing.)

6. fight like hell. keep fighting.

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Wed, 03 Apr 2013 23:43:14 +0100

marcheurs: untitled by justinxcarter on Flickr.

Tue, 02 Apr 2013 23:04:40 +0100

marcheurs:

untitled by justinxcarter on Flickr.

fifteen ways to stay alive, by daphne gottlieb. 1. offer the wolves your arm only from the elbow...

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 16:52:17 +0100

fifteen ways to stay alive, by daphne gottlieb.

1. offer the wolves your arm only from the elbow down. leave tourniquet space. do not offer them your calves. do not offer them your side. do not let them near your femoral artery, your jugular. give them only your arm.

2. wear chapstick when kissing the bomb.

3. pretend you don’t know english.

4. pretend you never met her.

5. offer the bomb to the wolves. offer the wolves to the zombies.

6. only insert a clean knife into your chest. rusty ones will cause tetanus. or infection.

7. don’t inhale.

8. realize that this love was not your trainwreck, was not the truck that flattened you, was not your waterloo, did not cause massive hemorrhaging from a rusty knife. that love is still to come.

9. use a rusty knife to cut through most of the noose in a strategic place so that it breaks when your weight is on it.

10. practice desperate pleas for attention, louder calls for help. learn them in english, french, spanish: may day, aidez-moi, ayúdame.

11. don’t kiss trainwrecks. don’t kiss knives. don’t kiss.

12. pretend you made up the zombies, and only superheroes exist.

13. pretend there is no kryptonite.

14. pretend there was no love so sweet that you would have died for it, pretend that it does not belong to someone else now, pretend like your heart depends on it because it does. pretend there is no wreck — you watched the train go by and felt the air brush your face and that was it. another train passing. you do not need trains. you can fly. you are a superhero. and there is no kryptonite.

15. forget her name.

ourwildways: untitled by coolhandluke on Flickr.

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 16:51:05 +0100

ourwildways:

untitled by coolhandluke on Flickr.

You Can Call Me Al // Paul Simon

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 12:35:34 +0100

You Can Call Me Al // Paul Simon

"Don’t settle. Don’t finish crappy books. If you don’t like the menu, leave the restaurant. If you’re..."

Fri, 29 Mar 2013 21:47:46 +0000

“Don’t settle. Don’t finish crappy books. If you don’t like the menu, leave the restaurant. If you’re not on the right path, get off it.”

- Chris Brogan

enochliew: Alternative Landscapes by Benoit Paillé The 1x1m...

Fri, 29 Mar 2013 21:47:36 +0000

enochliew:

Alternative Landscapes by Benoit Paillé

The 1x1m light is hung from trees using fishing lines, and photographed using exposure times varying from 30 seconds to 4 minutes.

1. short-but-frequent moments where i am caught off-guard by an intense and overwhelming sense of...

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 15:02:00 +0000

1. short-but-frequent moments where i am caught off-guard by an intense and overwhelming sense of gratitude to be home, in our scruffy and topsy-turvy and oft-broken house, surrounded by my wonderful family.

2. crochet is my new thing.

3. fighting this westerosi winter with chunky red knitted scarves and pajama days and slowly but surely finishing my autumn patchwork quilt.

4. my favourite little coffee shop just started serving breakfast. so psyched.

5. it’s taking a while to find my home-rhythm again, but i’m getting there.

it is okay that nobody has ever told you they love you it is okay that nobody has ever asked you...

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 09:28:00 +0000

it is okay that nobody has ever told you they love you

it is okay that nobody has ever asked you out on a date

it is okay that you have never been kissed

it is okay that nobody has ever held your hand

it is okay that you have never had an anything with anyone

these things do not mean anything about who you are as a person

you are still loveable

you are still deserving of love