Posts Tagged ‘ writing ’
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january blues all beat up cold tired restless and bored what i’d do for just a little sun, a little warmth, the sound of snow melting and the slapping of a skipping rope in the driveway instead it’s the snapping of branches in the cold dark night, the man across the street who works early and wakes me at 4 in the morning as he scrapes frost from his front windshield.
god i hate winter.
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conundrum
emerging. bringing. recognizing. adhering. landscaping. administering.
life is a conquest of the heart
everything matters
but nothing is dyer
because everything is clear
and well-jointed- and falling off the bone
a labour of love.
conundrum.
loveblushfever
When you understand that what you’re telling is just a story. It isn’t happening anymore. When you realize the story you’re telling is just words, when you can just crumble it up and throw your past in the trashcan, then we’ll figure out who you’re going to be. ![[info]](https://i0.wp.com/www.quotationspage.com/icon_info.gif){kind=icon}
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Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters, 1999
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life or something like it 