October 2009
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today, me and ellisa had a nostalgia fest
we got high and we looked at millions of old pictures in our awkward stages and talked about what life was like before college and we reveled in how quickly and dramatically a life can change. taken exactly three years ago, today
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Love and Cartography. (more edits)
She didn’t know why he wanted to be a cartographer. He had the least steady hands of anyone she’d ever met; and also, he was colorblind. But it was what he said when she asked him what he wanted to be, “I mean really want to be, because lets face it we’re going nowhere in this economy with this liberal arts bullshit.”
“A mapmaker,” he replied
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It wasn’t as if they’d never been in love. They...
i am actually really excited to go home on tuesday
i am going to get my camera fixed. i cant wait to go to my favorite thrift stores and bring the things back to school that i forgot. i do not feel like driving after saturday’s disastrous experience. but oh well.
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a poem?
rileyanne:
croire:
1. a forensic meteorologist is someone who researches the weather conditions at the time of a person’s death. 2. loneliness has made my arms tired. Always, always, keeping them outstretched: trying to find something real to hold onto. 3. everyone else, he said, they wanted to be firefighters or ballerinas. but not me. champagne eyes coaxed it out of him, and my wine words...
Today, we got our class shirts at school. My...
emmadearestlauren:
amyrainbow:
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