December 2011
33 posts
“Think of the sound you make when you let go after holding your breath for a...”
– Gary D. Schmidt, The Wednesday Wars
Dec 26th
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The foils of being a working girl
Spending ridiculous sums of money on internet shopping.
Dec 24th
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ListenChestnuts Roasting On An Open Fire - Nat King Cole
Dec 24th
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Dec 23rd
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Dec 23rd
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Dec 23rd
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Dec 23rd
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I don’t know what it was with today. But what is wrong with people? Did something crawl into their food? Did something bite their asses? (I’ll bite them soon.) Did someone spit in their faces? (So tempting). Everyone acted like fucking white trash/human garbage today. No one realises how dangerous it can potentially be pissing off the person who is serving food that is going to stuff...
Dec 22nd
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Dec 21st
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soaringsoul asked: Hello. Just thought I'd tell you that I adore your tumblr name/info/your blog in general.
Dec 20th
Dec 20th
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My feet had a bad day. They might as well be dead or run over by cars. They are numb in absolute pain. They have been squashed in tight loafers for six days. They were pierced by the stiff fabric of fifteen centimetre heels. Today, they were crucified again. Who would have thought Surry Hills was at the top of a hill? My father did, that’s who. My feet had a good day. They were covered by a...
Dec 20th
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LOL
There it goes… as fast as it came. The heart is so fickle, yo.
Dec 20th
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Dec 18th
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Dec 15th
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Fuck glum chum Christine. Because FREEDOM does exist! And it’s a beautiful place.
Dec 14th
Dec 14th
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For now, my soul is satiated. The foreboding cloud has been overridden by the hopeful gust of wind. The sun is shining out. God’s grace is keeping me calm. His smile is keeping me happy. Just one more day…and I can breathe again.
Dec 13th
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“Screw poetry, it’s you I want, your taste, rain on you, mouth on your...”
– Margaret Atwood
Dec 13th
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Dec 13th
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Dec 13th
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pavorst: I don’t need poems. All I need is to know, to sense that you are there. Are you alive? Are you listening? Or am I diving into a void? 
Dec 12th
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ListenYou belong to me by Carla Bruni
Dec 12th
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Dec 11th
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Listen Love Is Colder Than Death by The Virgins
Dec 11th
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Dec 11th
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“… It is unbearably painful For the soul to love silently.”
– Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems (translated by Judith Hemschemeyer)
Dec 11th
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“I once had a thousand desires, but in my one desire to know you, all else melted...”
– Rumi
Dec 10th
Dec 10th
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Since the last time I blogged, lots has happened. Firstly, my laptop died on me. My phone was disconnected because I used four hundred dollars of credit. For a week, the cruel world has taught me the inextricable connection I have with technology. Wifi at home has never been more valued than ever before. Secondly, I turned eighteen yesterday! I received great presents, ranging from a ‘The...
Dec 10th
Dec 4th
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Freedom is such a foolish word. Theoretically, it is too unadulterated. It cannot be present in reality with its tangling webs and abrupt changes. On paper, it is a beautiful concept, unparalleled like utopia and communism. We may believe to have experienced it but truthfully it was only an ephemeral moment…for the illusion ends as suddenly as it lived.
Dec 4th
Dec 4th
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