Sticks & Stones

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Fri, 26 Aug 2011 02:26:47 -0400

Happiness,it doesn’t come easy.

Thu, 25 Aug 2011 23:29:38 -0400

Happiness,
it doesn’t come easy.

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Thu, 25 Aug 2011 22:57:39 -0400

Why do we strive to be perfect when the Earth is not a perfect sphere?

Thu, 25 Aug 2011 22:55:26 -0400

Why do we strive to be perfect when the Earth is not a perfect sphere?

(by schleef)

Thu, 25 Aug 2011 22:53:20 -0400

(by schleef)

"Happiness is the light on the water. The water is cold and dark and deep."

Thu, 25 Aug 2011 22:42:03 -0400

“Happiness is the light on the water. The water is cold and dark and deep.”

- William Maxwell

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Thu, 25 Aug 2011 22:41:38 -0400

I need to figure out myself before taking a step with someone else

Thu, 25 Aug 2011 22:40:00 -0400

I need to figure out myself before taking a step with someone else

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Thu, 25 Aug 2011 22:38:19 -0400

I’ve grown so comfortable in my solitude. Maybe you were never really an option.

Thu, 25 Aug 2011 22:34:00 -0400

I’ve grown so comfortable in my solitude. Maybe you were never really an option.

_ (by TannerGranger)

Thu, 25 Aug 2011 22:30:35 -0400

_ (by TannerGranger)

"But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked. “Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat:..."

Thu, 25 Aug 2011 22:29:12 -0400

““But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked. “Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.” “How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice. “You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.””

- Alice in Wonderland

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Fri, 22 Jul 2011 20:51:19 -0400

What is done is done. I walk away a fool. But you walk away alone. I have my conscience to keep me company, and you my dear boy, are all alone.

Fri, 22 Jul 2011 20:49:43 -0400

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Fri, 22 Jul 2011 20:46:08 -0400

Lingering looks of lust, or maybe not even that. Maybe just simply those of attraction. Looks compelling the two of us to end up in trashy places, doing trashy things, simply to burry our own sorrow. Sorrow that we choose to hide. Sorrow we hope with magically vanish. Sorrow which never does. It is this sorrow which will drive us down the wrong paths. The moster chasing us, which will cause us to loose our paths, and direction.

Fri, 22 Jul 2011 20:36:18 -0400

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Fri, 22 Jul 2011 20:28:55 -0400

Even through the breaks, the tears, the splitting seams, being full to bursting, all the fears, scares, scars, my heart is still beating. If only my mind could be that resilient.

Fri, 22 Jul 2011 20:27:07 -0400

(by nicole tierney.)

Fri, 22 Jul 2011 20:21:20 -0400

(by nicole tierney.)

Every word, sight, smell and thought bleeds of you into my head, and into my heart. Barely a minute goes by where there isn’t an ache, or sharp shooting pain reminding me, of you, of us. I want to forget you, but the memories pierce the present, and stain the future. But I’ll keep on forgetting, until I learn to forget it all.

Fri, 22 Jul 2011 20:18:35 -0400