May 2012
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vingt-et-un
sometimes my heart hurts so much that i can’t breathe.
my lungs would rather be empty,
desiring to mimic my four vacant chambers.
glass bottle sent through waves
clocktower engraved wood
sparrow painted red trunk
lion’s face on my wall
everything reminds me of you, is connected to you
to your all-encompassing smell
to your freckle-spattered shoulders
to your...
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Someone you haven’t even met yet is wondering what it’d be like to know someone...
– Iain Thomas
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Nothing in the world is ever completely wrong. Even a stopped clock is right...
– Paulo Coelho
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Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be...
– bell hooks, All About Love: New Visions
Isn’t it odd how much fatter a book gets when you’ve read it several times? As...
– Cornelia Funke, Inkspell
After all, you can’t truly be happy if you’ve never known pain. You can’t truly...
– Kelly Cutrone
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April 2012
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