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[07 Dec 2009|01:24am] |
hermit, reformer, mystic
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[06 Nov 2009|12:44am] |
"I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited." Sylvia Plath
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[11 Oct 2009|06:39pm] |
I'M GOING TO ROME. to study and live and ahhhh from jan-may
k bye time to daydream
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[18 Aug 2009|01:44am] |
everybody's got their secrets
and heavy boots inside their bed
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[14 Aug 2009|09:52am] |
Animal Collective tomorrow
Yo La Tengo September 17th
Pixies November 25th
yes yes yes yes yes
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[05 Aug 2009|10:29pm] |
1) choose 19 (one for each year) photos from your hard drive (no flickr, no google) that you feel are self-expressive
2) post them without captions -- can be as serious or as silly as you like
3) explain/respond in the comments. (or don't.)
( I was nineteeeeen )
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[21 Jul 2009|02:00am] |
this is my summer.
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[20 Jun 2009|10:58pm] |
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get loved, make more, try to stay alive
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[08 May 2009|10:10am] |
-adams morgan w/ liza the first weekend
-nights at the nest
-hotel party w/ cat
-black cat for the first time, black cat when ed and john pretended to be twins, black cat when i asked to be kicked out
-stars in nyc
-days in dupont circle
-columbus day weekend w/ liz, allison & tony (meeting lindsay)
-halloween @ maryland
-my brother's place
-briar patch bombers
-lazy days with matt
-cigarettes outside spellman
-the conaty porch
-weekend of obama
-monster truck show
-mexican restaurant!
-unicorns & wine
-ice fight
-trailer parties
-zorba's nights
-valentine's day party
-dolla pitchaz
-the lawrence house
-cat stalking me on st. pat's
-katie/scottie's birthday
-alex valdes
-atlanta and north carolina
-bethesda
-d-lo's house
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[05 May 2009|08:47pm] |
Freshman Year Playlist:
Midnight Coward- Stars
Revelate/Where is My Mind- Glen Hansard
A Thread Cut With a Carving Knife- Stars
Joe Metro- Blue Scholars
I Shall Be Released- Wilco with Fleet Foxes
The Con- Tegan And Sara
You Were Right- Built to Spill
Skinny Love- Bon Iver
Knights- Minus the Bear
Down the Hillside- Jose Gonzalez
Re: Stacks- Bon Iver
Gray or Blue (Jaymay cover)- Allison Francis
Petite Mort- Stars
I Was Born (A Unicorn)- The Unicorns
Autumn Got Dark- Portastatic
Tiger Mountain Peasant Song (Fleet Floxes cover)- First Aid Kit
Milk- Kings of Leon
With My Own Two Hands- Ben Harper
Wild Flowers- Ryan Adams
Into the Mystic (Van Morrison cover)- Swell Season
Cocaine Blues- Johnny Cash
If You Ain't Got Love- Mason Jennings
Lights Out- Santogold
I've Got You- The Damnwells
Losing A Whole Year- Third Eye Blind
Let 'Em In- Umphrey's
Cath..- Death Cab for Cutie
Neverending Math Equation- Sun Kil Moon
( and the pictures... )
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[19 Apr 2009|11:58am] |
This is Ginny. Well, her legs.
Basilica
I pull grass through my rotten fingers
while my hair makes snakes in the ground.
No wind can shake this timeless air
while the sun makes coins of her eyes.
Architects fall to their knees
and out cracked windows:
wine drowns her pearls,
and bell towers sing with safety, for clarity.
On paper, we make companions
while our chapped lips tell otherwise.
This is our wind tunnel,
our right to lie, our open gate-
imbibe our time, to stop us would be a sin.
We fall down rocky hills with grace.
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[14 Apr 2009|03:47pm] |
I-95
I found no home in your crooked teeth.
Twisting my wrists, I collapse into lakes.
My body rises with expired goose-bumps,
and trains run over my doubts.
The South plowed me into submission-
with its beat box boys and swampy curls.
Captured by a torched womb,
I wept when I shot back like a firework.
My home spills over maps when
you sew me along state lines.
Mothers fly over me, I am a marionette
to their anecdotes, a new commodity-
I am a walking, rocky pathway.
If I let you swallow me,
will you let me stay?
I've lost my shortcuts, my keys
to the fences- I live in your bones.
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[05 Apr 2009|09:49am] |
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last night I walked across the campus after the mexican place and plucked a tulip from outside the basilica. I'm going to the cherry blossom festival with my best friends today, and on Wednesday I will make my first trip to the real south and spend Easter between Chapel Hill and Atlanta. I have no money. I am happy today.
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[01 Apr 2009|10:58pm] |
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I wish I could keep better track of my days. but all I can say is that sometimes it's so hard to know what to want, or know who to be. where to be. and I'd like to feel settled. or to be bursting with life again. I think I need a fall or a high to slap me back into something tangible.
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[18 Feb 2009|08:34pm] |
This is my new bicycle, a pretty blue Gresham Flyer. It's a 1960s bike made in England, and it has spring seats and I love it.
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| where iz mah mind |
[10 Feb 2009|11:56pm] |
Things:
-Weather is beaut.
-I live in the library.
-Buying a bike.
-I love all my classes.
-Decided on Roma for Spring 2010 :) :)
-Going to North Carolina & Georgia for Easter weekend.
-Trailer parties, Ed's house on Monday night, Mexican food & margaritas... all of this makes me so happy.
-Al Green at the Grammy's.
70 degrees tomorrow...
I'll write more soon I promise
( ready to find truth in words in rhymes in notes )
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