December 2010
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I’ve always liked Christmastime, but hated Christmas.
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I have an eight to ten page research paper due at...
It’s currently six a.m. and I don’t even have a thesis statement.
Why does one begin to write? Because she feels misunderstood, I guess. Because...
– Nicole Krauss (via wearebasiclight)
This may be the worst possible week I could be sick. Seriously. As if finals week isn’t bad enough already.
I’m not home, but I’m not lost.
– Breakfast Club, Backseat Goodbye
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Items to be completed before Wednesday at noon.
1. One ten-page research paper for my polyamorous literature class about a topic I have yet to determine.
2. One eight-page research paper about Alfred Hitchcock and his idea of perception, as suggested in his films.
3. My cultural anthropology final exam.
4. My US HIstory (1877-present) final exam, on which I must achieve a 94% or higher to receive an A in the class (thanks to the fact that...
In the light of day
there’s always a place
to love the world we share....
– We’re All in This Together, Katie Herzig
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I wish I could show you, when you are lonely or in darkness, the astonishing...
– Hafiz
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Even after all this time,
the sun never says to the earth, ‘You owe...
– Hafiz
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tumblr, I hate you.
I just spent a solid 30 minutes typing a text post. I attempt to post it, and you tell me that “tumblr will be back shortly,” just as you have been doing for the past two days, and then erase all that I typed.
And to think I ever missed you.
jevoislavieenrose asked: Also, I came to your page to check if you changed your age in your bio already. Of course you did. :)
jevoislavieenrose asked: Tess, today is your nineteenth birthday, and I know that everyone is going to be all up on your wall. So to make sure you see this especially, I'm leaving it on Tumblr. Whoo hoo!
First of all, I realize we haven't actually hung out all that much, but I feel like when we do, it's spectacular how much i relate to you. Like this summer, when Donna broke and we sat in that field...
First of all, I realize we haven't actually hung out all that much, but I feel like when we do, it's spectacular how much i relate to you. Like this summer, when Donna broke and we sat in that field...