January 2012
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Pay attention to your thoughts, because they become words.
Pay attention to...
– Excerpt, from the Talmud
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Let Vodka Be Your Valentine →
Vodka for Valentine’s? Hells yeah. Sounds like a plan to me.
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If I am to forfeit a parcel of my soul
Let it be for passion
Not for profit
– Craig Junjulas (via fernsandmoss)
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Rain is the world secretly crying for you, when no one else will.
– I Wrote This For You, The Final Exam
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Depression is like a bruise that never goes away. A bruise in your mind. You...
– Jeffrey Eugenides, The Marriage Plot (via daydreamdelusion)
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I have wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love...
– Voltaire, Candide
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There are dreamers and there are realists in this world. You’d think the...
– Modern Family (Season 3, Episode 9 - Punkin Chunkin)
There’s a plane leaving for anywhere you want right now, and in an hour, and in...
– Sick Sad World (via funeral)
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Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It...
– Maya Angelou
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You cannot really be too concerned with what people think of you. You’re on...
– Tom Waits (via funeral)
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Quarantined myself at home all day, drugged up on flu meds, watching romantic drama after romantic drama. And Natalie Wood movies. And a rom-com or two. The only times I tear my eyes away from my laptop screen are for pee breaks. Haven’t had this much of (pathetic) “me” downtime since forever.
… Jesus, it’s not like it’s even Valentine’s.
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Did you know that thirty-five people try to jump off the Brooklyn bridge each...
– Definitely, Maybe
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Bad things happen. Trust that good things happen, too.
– I Wrote This For You: The Crazy Place (via kari-shma)
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Here I am, complaining about how hot & humid the weather’s becoming since the monsoon season had left Singapore, while one of the cities closest to my heart gets washed away with flash floods. The same may have happened at this time last year too, but when I saw the last photo above, the first thought that hit me was “Holy shit, that’s just nearby my place.” Or...
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I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day.
– Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Live without pretending, love without depending
… Listen without defending, speak without offending.