August 2011
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May 2011
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Anonymous asked: # of followers?
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Hey, we're here.
In this Japanese wasteland. Haha just kidding. Okinawa is amazing. The daylong plane ride sucked ass though, and we got here tired and feeling nashty. Looking out the window, the weather looks almost identical to Seattle. But my eyes don’t deceive me. The air outside is humid and warm. I’m alone, here in our temporary lodging, as I will be for most of my days. Isaac comes home at 11 for an...
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Alas my dearest Olivia has failed her driving test twice! So today we train for her final and last chance on Tuesday, wish us luck.
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Anonymous asked: you are disgraceful.
April 2011
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I wish we could start old and get younger
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Feeling a little...
unloved right now. And looky here so does Tumblr. Yet we’ve managed to still charm a few people in our absence. So very in that kind of away(yy) right now. Yet it’s the best time to be inspired, the best time to feel organic and new. And the page looks so soft and fresh, I’ll rape it with my words. You are a sketch muhfuggah, in a very innocent way, on the middleside(not in or...
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Isaac...
comes home at the end of this week. I can hardly contain my hormones.
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Once upon a time I wished I could go to sleep and...
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Finally, lunch time; my saviour! Just as the day starts to get unbearable. Time to
numb myself. Walk to happy park. Walk back to class. My everyday routine. I’m
starting to feel like them. Get to class, put my head down, same drill. Auto pilot
for the rest of the day. Foot steps, book bags, binders; noise envelops me. And so
the orchestra begins, little gears being built waiting till...
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I find it kinda sad.
I find it kinda funny...
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I can mingle with the stars, and throw a party on Mars
I am a prisoner, locked...
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It's nothing but a big pillow fight
We all see our lives as stories, if a person survives an ordinary span of sixty years or more, there is every chance that his or her life as a shapely story has ended, all that remains to be experienced is the epilogue. Life is not over, but the story is.
-Dead Eye Dick
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"Do you fall in love often?" "Yes often. With a...
- Gut Symmetries
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You're the piece of gold the flashes on my soul....