February 2012
45 posts
Fuck this. I’m taking a nap in the office.
The ship always sails,
But this time I’m on board.
thrustingcupcakes asked: When it's Spring and warm, I have every intention of coming up to see you so we can garage sale, drink wine, and paint outside.
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Garage sale season is around the corner, and I really want to pick up old furniture pieces and refurbish them. HGTV makes it look so easy, and it is always nice to have an excuse to get yourself covered in paint.
Baths - Maximalist
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“Have a heart that never hardens, a temper that never tires, and a touch that...”
– Charles Dickens
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There is forever a songbird in my chest, chirping to the beat in yours - with a melody for your every move.
“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It...
Must you pick one, in love or insane? I’ve always believed you can’t have one without the other.
Dearest cellphone. Please come back to me.
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“Loving him was so simple. It came naturally, like breathing, and suddenly I needed him as much as the air around me.”
Mom on love.
The hallmark “tell me” commercials are really lame…. And sweet.
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Newton’s Foodshed Alliance is even hosting their farmer’s market through the winter months. Cool. I know where I will be stopping on Sunday.
A library A garden A kitten A list of things I’d like.
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I has new job.
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Spinning head heavy heart cannot the quietest morning raise still and steady.
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Anonymous asked: Where are you tending?
Anonymous asked: how are you so effortlessly lovely? your skin is fantastic. your mouth is perfect. your eyes are stunning. what magic are you doing?!
Fortunate and terrified.
handslikecartographers:
Those words trickle through our conversations endlessly; I have worries that they will wear out their welcome, But how can I stop myself?
I say it too much. You can never say it enough.
January 2012
56 posts
Maybe it is the spring like weather, or maybe it is the fact that I am so smitten - either way I really can’t seem to wipe this smile off my face.
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Apparently I’m a bartender now. Cool.