All for Japan: Every Mile Counts
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Someone left their cigarette scent on my library...
I can see it now…it’s 11:56pm. It’s a little chilly out and the moon shines bright on his back porch. He hasn’t shaven in a week and the scent of whiskey hovers around him. He looks forward to this time every night. His day is full of hand blistering work on his 7.5 acre yard. The love of his life has kissed his cheek and gone to bed. She knows this is his time. And he...
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Who Ever Made This. YOU’RE A GENIUS
To the kids that make me hate school.
chanelkiss: The girls who always try to fight: The people that ask stupid questions: The kids who get their swagger on in front of me and make me late: The couples who make out in the middle of the hall: The boys who think they’re hot shit: The mexicans that always scream at each other in spanish: Everyone else: OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG TOOOOO FUNNYYYYYY <3
Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think...– Random Acts of Heroic Love, Entry no. 70, pg.190
Random Acts of Heroic Love (chapter 15 and "the...
‘I thought a lot about Eleni during your lecture, and about the nature of death,’ Leo said, sipping at his coffee. ‘I wonder if the dead really die,’ Roberto reflected, ‘or do they just evolve into something else? On the quantum level everything is made up of tiny sub-atomic particles. Imagine then the universe as a sea of timeless electrons extending to infinity....
What's On My Vanity?
1. Lancome makeup bag(maroon) 2. Forever 21 Love & Beauty nail polish collection(gold, maroon, green, and blue) 3. Fingrs nail stickers(inspired by recording artist Mylin) 4. Conair bobby pins 5. Too Faced eyeshadow duo “Fantasy Island”, two shades of shimmery green(purchased at Sephora) 6. Hard Candy-Eye Candy Cream Eyeshadow “Queenie”, shimmery purple 7....
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the battle scars across my arms remind me of the stripes he bore so i wouldnt have to but i never knew and i never knew the effort i made to give myself away was all in search of something to quench my decrepit faith oh lies inspired with time oh lies lord adjust my eyes im fighting to leave my conviction with you but reality in the morning takes me from you my ailments whisper...
just some thoughts..
I know this isn’t poetic by any means, but I wanted to get down some emo thoughts about rejection in relationships that I think a lot of people can relate to. So……yeah =) every time i look back i get so sad and all the things i’ve learned from letting go of the past don’t matter anymore because all i want is you holding my hand but you never even did that. ...
every beginning is just another ending it’s a cycle of impermanence everything comes and goes the same inevitably and who is to blame could it be us? uh-oh who knows do people settle with what they know then how do we make our gardens grow the liberation of acceptance in an era of belligerence could that exist does anyone know what will free me cause i’m scared out of my mind it’s been a fairy...
We saw all the seasons fall spring and summer but winter is the end to them all the drives, the laughs, the cries, the goodbyes that go by too fast a new memory to last a new year a kiss to wish on for awhile a hand to miss in mine a souvenir to weigh down the pile walking passed the window the snow makes me think of this time last year… i smile and the oven beeps by Asia Woodward on...
the way of midnight
my distorted face in my trembling hands staring down at the stained carpet as each memory falls delicately into the same spot every time it grows bigger and begins to trail the more i think i feel my center pounding, tearing away from myself and drifting into infinity im at a loss for words… by Asia Woodward on Wednesday, November 18, 2009 at 1:13am
far from the fields of sorrow in your eyes lies hope for me to see again the world from a brighter side though the air is gone these days you keep on singing and it helps me to move on sometimes when i remember that you are gone.
Every night seems like the first night of my life.I’m lying next to you in your bed.Our bodys embrace and our hands trace the place where we stare into eachothers eyes…so closely we are hypnotized. Never breaking the gaze for a single sound all the loud sirens and screams all around…not a blink. It’s dark, but the city lights through the 16th floor window allow me to catch...
My Favorite Haiku
*Everything i touch with tenderness, alas pricks like a bramble -Issa *The still snow we watched…has it covered the same hill again this winter? -Basho *Wandering, dreaming, in fever dreaming that dreams forever wander -Basho * We cover fragile bones in our festive best to view immortal flowers -Onitsura * The leaves never know which leaf will be first to fall… does the wind know?...
fuck this internal bleed feeding my mind, unshakeable creed planted by five thousand seeds giving me just what i need to die in my own little sea without a single panic or plea i just take it like nepali tea -Asia Woodward February 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009 at 10:54pm It’s a plausible manipulation Alive by informal temptation A tome of rules and lies A chastisement meant to consent to To practice and subsist A waste of time, air… It strips you bare… Imposing its amusing laws… Destroying your perfect flaws…
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