June 2011
1 post
Off to work.
But I don’t wanna!
Jun 1st
May 2011
15 posts
I feel like a fucking bad friend sometimes.
May 29th
I sometimes forget how to be social. Most days, laying on the couch watching movies, or sitting on my balcony and reading a book is my idea of a party. I have to work at going out.  I shower, I lotion up, I paint on a pretty face, I blow-dry my hair and try on 101 different outfits (ultimately unhappy with every single one), and I spend at least an hour convincing myself that I want to go out. I...
May 28th
Watch out!
I’m about to become a rock star. ;)
May 24th
May 23rd
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May 23rd
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May 23rd
6 notes
May 23rd
May 23rd
Pick me up off the floor. I'm afraid I need...
May 23rd
May 23rd
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May 18th
9,609 notes
Oh hey
I’m engaged!
May 17th
May 15th
May 15th
It’s been…well….a crazy month. A crazy few months actually. I feel like tomorrow is the start of something new. A time for some refreshing changes. I can already feel the stress draining from my body. It’s like I can breath again. :)
May 15th
April 2011
5 posts
Apr 18th
one day; a time machine.
Apr 16th
“INTERVIEWER You have said that writing is a hostile act; I have always wanted...”
– The Art of Fiction No 71, The Paris Review (via fuckyeahjoandidion)
Apr 14th
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Apr 10th
Book #2 (Best Book Nominee)
This Book Will Save Your Life -A.M. Homes A surrealists dream. I can’t put into words exactly what this book is about. It was enthralling. Enlightening at times. I thoroughly enjoyed it and devoured every last page in less than 24 hours. It’s my favourite kind of satire. Wealthy middle-aged nobody inadvertently discovers culture, nature, and love while in a seemingly endless haze of...
Apr 7th
March 2011
17 posts
Book #1
Dead and Buried; A shocking account of rape, torture and murder on the California coast - Corey Mitchell In November of 1998 and four months later in March of 1999, two 20 year old college students disappeared in the quiet, serene city of San Luis Obispo. Sadly, some weeks after the 2nd vanishing, the bodies of the 2 girls were found on the property of ex-convict and paroled sex offender Rex...
Mar 28th
100 Books in 1 year
The greatest of writers began as the greatest of readers. So in that vain, I will be challenging myself to read 100 books this year (of no certain length or genre) and I propose you all do the same. If not 100, something. Anything. PICK UP A BOOK, DAMMIT!!! I encourage you to send me some amazing suggestions to add to my list.
Mar 27th
Mar 27th
Mar 27th
“As I sat on the park bench in my Chuck Taylors and Buddy Holly glasses, cup of coffee in one hand, cigarette hanging from my mouth and a battered copy of “On the Road” on my knees, I felt I was trying way too hard.” I wish I could take credit for this, but alas, I did not write it. Still loved it.
Mar 27th
Mar 27th
“In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby 
Mar 26th
Mar 24th
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Mar 24th
“We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the...”
– Mother Teresa
Mar 22nd
I was inspired to write today. It was a wonderful if not fleeting feeling. I hope it comes again soon.
Mar 22nd
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Mar 20th
Mar 20th
Reblog if you'll answer anything that comes in...
Mar 16th
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Mar 14th
February 2011
3 posts
“Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant...”
–  ~Hunter S. Thompson
Feb 15th
Feb 8th
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The most important day of my life was the day I met Cerise René Laroche. 
Feb 7th
January 2011
4 posts
Jan 26th
Jan 26th
I want  to tear down mountains Be a crushing wave against innocent shores A pounding drum of pure devotion A warrior of a thousand wars
Jan 26th
Jan 26th
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December 2010
1 post
At some point, some time.
Dec 13th
November 2010
7 posts
Nov 23rd
Nov 23rd
Dream Big Little Fish, One day, beyond all this; The Ocean.
Nov 23rd
pt. 1
It’s another Monday night and here I am, sitting alone in my apartment. Again. Scratch that. Not entirely alone. The orange tabby curled up contently in my lap in no way makes me feel anymore impressed with my situation, but he is, in fact, company. He rolls over, licking his paws, but never opens his eyes. I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t care if he was in a gorilla’s lap, as...
Nov 11th