October 2011
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Live without pretending,
Love without depending,
Listen without defending,
Speak without offending.
September 2011
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I felt special until I realized that you talk to everyone like that.
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Reptilia - The Strokes
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Please do remember, that I’ll love you, even when I shouldn’t, and even when loving you is something that’s too difficult for me to do.
“Because when you taught me how to love, you never taught me how to stop.”
I’ll love you from the shadows, with the remnant of feelings that still lies hidden beneath my skin, and with every fiber that is of my entity.
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poeticinfamy:
He liked to press his fingers along my bones, a ritualistic habit as we curled towards each other like two flowers bracing for the cold winter. A sculptor - that’s what he had explained over Chinese food and a bottle of red wine the night we first met, which had caused laughter to rattle my teeth. I never believed that to be a career path, a borderline cynic with the sharp string...
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The walls of my rooms are now represented as nothing more than walls of isolation and solitude — from the world that lies outside my door.
To be honest, my own intolerance of my parent’s incessant “guidance” has gone to a point of honest exhaustion. I am thankful, yes, but I just cannot handle it. Especially when it’s of minor concerns that they should easily...
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Cor te reducit.
(latin); Follow your heart.
Conflict between what is known as “logic”, and what is known as “emotion” has been an eternal battle, and one that does not cease in combat. The most arduous task a person can partake, is to decipher something between
of what they know,
and what they feel —
But in times of adversity, cor re reducit.
Maybe then, the clouds shall disperse, the light shall...
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arbitrary inexactitude.
It’s been concurrent that my own feelings have risen, accompanied by the many ruminant thoughts that seem to linger every time I find myself in profound contemplation; reflective upon different miscellanea within my life.
One of them — being you.
Now, I can’t help but let these feelings resurface. I’ve already come to terms that maybe out destinies weren’t written together, but it’s too early...
She will be loved - Maroon 5
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Wake up, put the past behind you, lay your inhibitions into your bin of “I don’t need to feel this way”, take one step in front of the other, and carpe the fuck out of that diem.
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Yet again, I feel as if I’m an afterthought, a forgotten silhouette, a lost entity whom wanders circuitously within the shadows, and simply a transparent apparition within the night.
How to love - Brandon Hines
I like it better when...
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I have the inclination the temporize the truth from myself, in terms of an evasive mechanism. Sometimes, I become rather arrogant and deny the truth, especially when it’s evident and I pull a facade of utter obliviousness. Summarily, I should be more accepting of the truth at hand — no matter how piercing the truth may be.
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ah-lin:
Words are the contract. Action is the signature.
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Good night; (expression) — Not a formality, but a way of saying that “I remember you in my last minute of the day”.
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When you know you’ve been strong for yourself for too long, you cannot help but collapse in exhaustion — the weight that I’ve been holding upon myself has been rather tiring, and to be honest,
I wouldn’t mind a helping hand.
Would you still love me?
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It’s just the fact of the matter that I can’t find any equanimity in anything right now — that I’m rather distraught and disoriented in means of having some kind of substantial closure with everything that’s going on—
And to be honest, the only thing that can calm me down is if I exchange a few words with you..
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I thought I had found something that was...
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Leaving the Past || The Immortal Technique
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“You taught me how to love, but you never taught me how to stop.”
I just want a cute asian boy to cuddle with at night goddamnit. :c
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It’s not very often that someone has a genuine interest in me, that has that innate desire to envelop in a way to simply get to know me — to grow fond of me, before they eventually give up.
Sometimes (and I say this without contemptuous pity), people give up on me too fast before they actually give me a chance. To use me as a vessel, but not as a vessel of opportunity, is something...
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“I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I...”
– Norwegian Wood (via fuckyeahharukimurakami)
Anonymous asked: You have such a way with words, not to be corny. Do you read a lot? How did you come to have such an amazing vocabulary?
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I really do loathe when someone that is only by a few years older, decides to have a superiority complex.
Look.
If you undermine me, with the only validation and justification being a few simple numbers that could mean little to nothing to me (a.k.a your birth date), then that just displays that I am more of a savant than you could ever be. That kind of behavior well transcends petulance.
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People walk in and walk out of my life too subsequently, and it hurts every single time.
But as the number accumulates, it doesn’t hurt as much as it should.
Once you find someone that’s worth keeping, it’s something you really shouldn’t question nor take advantage of. It’s something you cherish, for as long as it can last, you know?
Love is impermanent, and an eternity doesn’t exist.
I’ve come to terms with that.
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You know, the stars in my night sky are still embroidered in devotion in your name. I just wish..
You’d look up and notice.
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Autumn leaves begin to fall in the midst of the air, and temperatures drop to a chill. I wouldn’t mind sitting by myself, sipping on some hot coffee, enjoying no one’s company but my own, ruminant in what’s in store for me, contemplative on what might come forth. I want to hear the sound of the rain drop against my window, and I want to lay my fingers steadily upon the glass,...
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Change is inevitable. Everyone changes, much like the seasons — and to stop such a thing would be like trying to stop the second hand on an analog clock.
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inhale —
Social grievances, disconnected ties, severed bonds, emotional darts that rectify to only aim at insignificant hindrances, the mental damnation that has endowed it’s heavy weight upon my shoulders, the barricades and obstacles that I endure and overcome, the subsequent predicaments and labyrinths that I cannot escape, and of course — the lingering thoughts that keep...
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Every time I see myself entangled within another potential interest, the pejorative of the matter seems to increase in immensity. And it’s the mutual concurrent fact that some people do not even bother to give me a word of recognition — leaving me to wonder; even though I know that I am the most oblivious when it comes to ordeals such as these.
Sigh.
in consummation —
Why are...
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