Category: Life
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cinderella: origins
i was born dishonest looking for some trouble in the silence. i was born wanting but perfect they tell me shut up, be quiet: look pretty, be steady don’t come and revolutionize but in my head i knew i had plenty of life left to fuck up and demonize. there are rhythms in my head…
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What if.
If my father didn’t die, if I didn’t go to St. Scho. If I didn’t throw that letter or laugh at someone’s words. But mostly I’m wondering what my life would have been like, had I not discovered erotic fanfiction at age 13. Or something.
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I like to
I like to hum the soundtrack of my life as I walk.
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Short Impressions: Bamboo Manalac’s No Water, No Moon
A couple of seasons late, and I discovered Bamboo Mañalac’s first solo album No Water, No Moon. I’m quite happy I did. On the Album: Quirky arrangements. Interesting instruments, second voices, and other noise sometimes pop out of the tracks. It felt like listening to art all throughout somehow. Relaxed melodies. Sometimes there’s a buildup, or a break, and…
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Meet Orange.
I haven’t seen Yellow (my A.G. Spalding) in almost a month. Hence the new Sheaffer. Hope Orange gets to meet her missing older sister sometime. :( xxx It’s not impulse buying. It’s love.
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Failed Pursuits, or why today is a slightly sad day.
Is #FirstWorldProblems still a thing? Backstory #1. I had my photo taken for a visa requirement earlier in Photoline. In the 40-minute waiting period after, most of the following events took place. Backstory #2. I have been craving for CBTL’s iced tea for at least three weeks now. I have been thwarted in the past by…
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Humorous musings.
Hamlet is a ridiculous play. I love it.
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to love;
i think i’ll take this time to fall in love and gamble all my hopes on a single man; i’ll leave my sad days behind and discover forever; i think i’ll take this time to learn how to love and see what wonders await, there in his arms under the sunset, where he’ll kiss me…
jari m 