July 2011
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Jul 30th
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Sapiosexual (n): a person who is sexually attracted to intelligence in others.
Jul 29th
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Number 10
I don’t have enough female friends for a bridal party.
Jul 28th
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of why we teach heartbreak instead of lessons
I learnt something from every broken relationship I’ve had, what I don’t want in a relationship. This is the single greatest lesson I have learnt. And it’s true with life we don’t learn what we want. We only discover what we truly want from the things we don’t want. I read all these relationship advice and they all tell you not to have sex on the first date, not to...
Jul 25th
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of love songs and make believe
I see all these love quotes and they’re all so sad and tragic and I wonder if somewhere out there everyone is heartbroken. Doesn’t anyone believe in life after love anymore?
Jul 23rd
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Jul 23rd
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Jul 23rd
You know in fairytales saving me from certain death means we are betrothed. I give you my thanks handsome stranger.
Jul 22nd
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Jul 22nd
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Jul 20th
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Jul 20th
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THIS. Whatever this is. Let’s pretend it doesn’t exist. So I can keep treating. You like you don’t matter.
Jul 20th
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Jul 17th
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“The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story....”
– Emil Ludwig
Jul 17th
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of grand delusions
I never really had anyone tell me I’m all they think of. I never really had anyone tell me they miss me. I guess what I am trying to say is. I never really had anyone tell me that they feel for me the exact same thing I am suppressing. Just because I think about you every single day doesn’t mean you would think of me every single minute. Just because I miss the way you smile...
Jul 17th
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Jul 17th
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Jul 17th
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Jul 15th
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“what i miss most is the way the sun hits your eyes and you wipe the hair away,...”
Jul 15th
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Jul 15th
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Jul 15th
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“I get weak I get weary I miss sleep I get moody I’m in thoughts I...”
– Lykke Li
Jul 15th
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And the worst part of it all is the trap that once the water is still you’ll be able to catch the moon.
Jul 13th
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It hurts inside. Like a crawling through tumbleweed naked kind of hurt.
Jul 13th
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of weblogs
If you want to post something shouldn’t you just post it?  Why are you so concerned about losing followers if you post something they don’t like? If you’re just doing it for the followers maybe you need to take a step back and re-evaluate what it is you were hoping to get out of this. If you want people who will follow you simply because you seem cool then go right ahead. But...
Jul 10th
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Jul 10th
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Jul 10th
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Jul 10th
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Jul 10th
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Jul 10th
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Jul 10th
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Jul 9th
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Jul 9th
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Jul 9th
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of early sunday morning
‘Do you know,’ he asked me, ‘what it’s like to wake up next to the person you love?’ I nodded, not in agreement, but in remembrance, of a muted sunday in july, with the sunlight streaming in through the horizontal blinds. The ceiling and the room a faded powder blue, aged with time. And an internal warmth that belied the cold winter day.  ‘It’s almost...
Jul 9th
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Jul 9th
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He really does have beautiful eyes. It’s the colour of diluted coffee or the creamiest milk chocolate with green pistachio swirls. Like a ganache. mmmmlicious. I should stop thinking about it but I can’t. Have you ever looked at someone in the eye without blinking? It’s exhilarating. 
Jul 8th
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I would push you off the cliff to see if you survive. That would be the ultimate test.
Jul 7th
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Jul 7th
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We held hands in the dark
And the worst thing of it all is the waking, when the lines begin to take shape, having to choose between dreams and reality, so you cling to sleep to delay the inevitable, pushing against the thin film that separates the reality that when you wake up, he isn’t beside you, that he will not kiss your forehead in the morning just to say hello.
Jul 7th
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You always remember the first time you kiss unless you were drunk off blue colored drinks.
Jul 5th
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Why are you here?
There is someone here with clear brown eyes. And a voice that brings to mind summers spent under covers. And he’s not leaving anytime soon. But he’s not staying. He’s not staying. And the closer we get the further he moves. I’m losing this game. I missed all the chances.
Jul 5th
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of all the things you are not
you don’t even know that you’re breaking my heart do you? not because you’re a horrible person.  but because you’re so wonderful. not because you’ve done anything wrong. but because you’ve done everything right. not because you’ve lied to me. but because you’re honest. i don’t know how to tell you that you’re the reason my heart...
Jul 4th