May 2012
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Anonymous asked: What are inner landscapes? I tried to go through your posts to find the previous one that the other person mentioned in their question, but I couldn't find it =[ I'm very curious now though!
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nolollygagging asked: A few weeks ago you mentioned the concept of "inner-landscapes" in a reply to a message, and that thought really struck me. Inner-landscapes were something I though were unique to me, but of course that isn't true. I was wondering if you could describe one of your favourite inner-landscapes, and maybe introduce us to some of the people who live there? If that's not too...
April 2012
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Anonymous asked: your blog/tumblr is like a ray of sun on a sad day. your words are magic, in the way that they are so real that it is magical how precise and honest they are. thank you for that. never stop. are you more the writer that writes a lot but only uses a bit of it or the writer that waits for great sentences to come up and put these immediately on paper. i always wonder about that. xx
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Anonymous asked: In the past few months since I've been following your tumblr you have inspirted me so much. Your skill at writing and the lack of fear you have when posting your own work (even though some may steal or criticise your work) makes me feel unafriad and ready to pick up writing again. Thank you.
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Anonymous asked: You(r blog) inspire(s) me so much and you(/it) make(s) me want to write and create beautiful things. I just wanted to thank you for that.
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epistolary-ships:
this is a day of crisp red wine and cheap romance novels and lying in bed trying not to think about the dirty laundry. And all the other things you should be doing. A day of indie music and carefully made mixes playing through badly balanced speakers. A day of itchy nose and not-shaven legs and bad TV shows. A day that tightens all of the seams in your skin and you pray really...
remember yesterday when I said that 4:45 PM wasn’t too early to start drinking wine? Yeah, apparently I’ve decided that 2:00 PM isn’t either.
MJ, look at your life. Look at your choices. (though I must say, my choices right now, taste pretty pretty good)
Ok. I’ve made some japchae. I’ve got a bottle of wine all to myself and some strawberries for dessert. And I have a long list of fanfics to read. This is good.
Hopefully will not end up blogging drunk later tonight :P
me thinks that quarter to five is definitely not too early to start drinking wine. by myself. nope. not too early at all :)
I should make a journal of the days. A journal of not what the days are like, but what they feel like. And maybe I would be able to find the pattern, looking at them all, strung up on a string of pages, one after the other, like pearls. A pattern of what it is to go from one day to the other. A puzzle. A cipher. A code.
This is a day for making cheap jewelry out of plastic beads. This is a day...
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Leader of the Pack -...
What are/were your favorite 90's female...
planning to make a mix…
having a weird day where I feel like listening to 90’s female singer-songwriters and make tattoo designs so I can cover all of my arms and shoulders with them. I might just read a romance novel instead.
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I want friends and parties and getting drunk on balconies and smoking cigarettes with wine. I want to go to noisy pubs and yell over the music and sit in dark corners and share secrets with people. I even want to go dance, even though I am a poor dancer, even though I probably will sit on the sidelines and look at everybody and hate the music. I want to have fun. I want to go out. I’ll...
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what color is your day?
mine is candy-floss-pink washed out in rainy-sky-grey.
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this is a day of lukewarm cups of tea, and lying on your stomach half-reading a book, half letting your mind wander. A day of snacks and no real meal, and foghorns in the distance and scratchy pencil lines. A day of slight discomfort in your own skin, like it’s too tight under your arms, and bitten lips. A day where the music you play pulls at the corners of you and makes you dream of other...
Lover Lover - Freebirds (in love with this song...
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my writing-diary-dream journal-slices of the past blog. Sort of. A little refuge. I think.
