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Monday, January 28, 2013. There Is No Word". There isn’t a word for walking out of the grocery store. With a gallon jug of milk in a plastic sack. That should have been bagged in double layers. 8212;so that before you are even out the door. You feel the weight of the jug dragging. The bag down, stretching the thin. Plastic handles longer and longer. And you know it’s only a matter of time until. There is no single, unimpeachable word. For that vague sensation of something. Moving away from you. So many t...

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Monday, January 28, 2013. There Is No Word". There isn’t a word for walking out of the grocery store. With a gallon jug of milk in a plastic sack. That should have been bagged in double layers. 8212;so that before you are even out the door. You feel the weight of the jug dragging. The bag down, stretching the thin. Plastic handles longer and longer. And you know it’s only a matter of time until. There is no single, unimpeachable word. For that vague sensation of something. Moving away from you. So many t...

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Monday, January 28, 2013. There Is No Word". There isn’t a word for walking out of the grocery store. With a gallon jug of milk in a plastic sack. That should have been bagged in double layers. 8212;so that before you are even out the door. You feel the weight of the jug dragging. The bag down, stretching the thin. Plastic handles longer and longer. And you know it’s only a matter of time until. There is no single, unimpeachable word. For that vague sensation of something. Moving away from you.

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Monday, November 26, 2012. What Year Was Heaven Desegregated? Watching the news about Diallo, my eight year-old cousin, Jake,. Why don’t they build black people. I tell Jake there’s another planet, where. Humans change colors like mood rings. You wake up Scottish, and fall asleep Chinese; enter a theatre. Persian, and exit Puerto Rican. And Earth. Is a junkyard planet, where they send all the broken humans. Who are stuck in one color. That pseudo-. Their seats on the shuttle to earth, say: wait. Officer,...

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Monday, December 31, 2012. I Keep Trying to Leave but the Sex Just Gets Better and Better". This is not what the door’s for—slamming. You up against, opening. Your legs with my knee. And it isn’t. Leaving, the thing I keep doing. With my shoes still on, or in the car. In the driveway in broad. Goodbye to your neighbors. Again But my body’s a bad. Dog, all dumb tongue. And hunger, down. On all fours again, tied up. Outside again, coming. When called but then always refusing. To say, but it isn’t.

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Monday, January 28, 2013. 8220;One Art”. The art of losing isn’t hard to master;. So many things seem filled with the intent. To be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster. Of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn’t hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster:. Places, and names, and where it was you meant. To travel. None of these will bring disaster. I lost my mother’s watch. And look! My last, or. Posted by Siyi Chen.

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Monday, December 31, 2012. Marty McConnell, “Miniature Bridges, Your Mouth”. What we do in the dark has no hands. no. Crossover effect, no good-bye kiss after the alarm. What we carry in, we carry out, end of story. this. Doesn’t even want to be love. except in minutes. When your face has the shape of my palm and I think. Lungful. let want out with the cat. returns. And returns, something dutiful. persistent. Hold your breath, let it build, let go. this is practice. But that’s not the point. To want to f...

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I guess I should blog now before everything gets so overwhelming there's not enough time for anything. although I somehow always manage to find time to take three hour naps? In fact, I can't even imagine living that kind of life. I feel like what would make me happy is a life that does not yet exist. But it's something he knows he has to do to provide for his family. And I think that's such a regular and typical paradox you hear from men and women, who sacrifice their families in order to protect them.

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binge blogging: November 2013

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Feeling drained today because I started doing my applications. Felt ridiculous but at the same time felt like it was a rite of passage. Don't feel particularly excited for anything I've applied for. I constantly feel upset that I haven't found that one thing in life I'm desperate to do. If you want to feel like a failure just start searching for a job. Still, end of the night, comfy in bed, Gus' arms around me as he snores lightly. Things could be a lot worse I suppose. Is, this static, unmoving piece of...

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This is the most unproductive recess week i've had in my four years of university. Been doing yoga fairly regularly. After yoga i feel like i have a strong body that i'm starting to be more thankful for. Can't wait for the day i can touch my toes with my knees locked. I don't even know what that feels like other than pain. Always thinking about a lot of things but when i blog i forget everything. But i guess i should be excited about things to come. Feel happy with the people around me. Also want to get ...

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Ten Things I Need to Know". Destiny wears her clothes inside out. Each desire is a memory of the future. The past is a fake cloud we've pasted to a paper sky. That is why our dreams are the most real thing we possess. Okay, let's say I list 33 things, a solid symbolic number. It's good to have a plan so we don't lose ourselves, but then who has taken the ladder out of the hole I've dug for myself? How can I revive the things I've killed inside you? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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Was doing workouts everyday but took a break the past 2 days because i'm not sure if this aching in my muscles is something that should be left alone or pushed further to alleviate. Also another thing i thought about at the concert was "do you really want to like him? Anyway why deprive myself of an indulgence that truly makes me feel good and happy? He is a swag machine that's all. I think i need to start waking up earlier. when i sleep in i end up eating one meal a day bc of laziness. The nightmares do...

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binge blogging: December 2013

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Gus starts work as well. for 6 months. after which he goes back to school and i start work for good. feel like this is an important milestone. today, actually. the moment we both go to work the wheels won't stop turning until forever. feeling uneasy about the way we've sort of sidled up to the Monday. Sleep earlier, wake up earlier, also sleep less. Talk less shit about people. Work harder in everything. Make time for myself. Make time for the people who matter. A tale for the time being. What i was sayi...

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This blog is dying. I read so much nonsense from everywhere i constantly feel confused. That is the internet's doing. Currently playing a game called 'how long can i sit at starbucks without ordering a drink'. Things i have thought:. I wonder why we don't place being happy on a pedestal instead. is it because it is so much easier to feel sorry for yourself than to face your issues, or take a leap of faith and say, 'i'm not going to be sad anymore'? Why don't we try HARDER to be happy? Sad people lack gra...

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I think i am slowly getting tired of this space. which is not to say i am tired of writing. this space just doesn't compel me to write much anymore. in any case i feel much more active on tumblr if anyone cares. Lying in bed at 1.47am thinking certain things like. I want to started sleeping and waking up earlier so that work will not be so difficult when it rolls inevitably around. I also want to stay up late and read and watch shows and do whatever i want. They were so young. I mean i feel. u can bl...

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Today i was thinking or at least asking myself, why do i constantly have to struggle between grasping or internalizing a lot of 'pretentious bullshit' that floats around and being that. Person who labels things 'pretentious bullshit'? Or at the very least i wish i could decide for myself, some kind of foundation upon which i truly justify everything i like or not like. In the prose below it says ' the difference is between what we love and what we say we love'. Sometimes i feel like i cannot take a lot o...

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Monday, January 28, 2013. There Is No Word". There isn’t a word for walking out of the grocery store. With a gallon jug of milk in a plastic sack. That should have been bagged in double layers. 8212;so that before you are even out the door. You feel the weight of the jug dragging. The bag down, stretching the thin. Plastic handles longer and longer. And you know it’s only a matter of time until. There is no single, unimpeachable word. For that vague sensation of something. Moving away from you. So many t...

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