May 2013
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Rest your heart, rest your legs
I wish I could have one more day with you. One more day where I could watch the hummingbirds with you, sort through your hot wheels collection together, go to the dollar store, hug you, and this one last time, I wouldn’t say no to a game of Skip Bo.
I wish I had told you I loved you more often. I wish you never thanked me for coming over and spending time with you, because I was never too...
February 2013
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cmcassid asked: Hello. How is life up there in Van City??
January 2013
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“Salut”
November 2012
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Just enough dark to see how you're the light over...
The universe has a way of evening things out; the moment you gain love, you lose another. I lost my grandpa today. Where do I start? What do I say? I could not have asked for a better grandfather. I will feel forever blessed that I got to share him with my cousins. He went the way he wanted; his heart just stopped. That’s that. He lived for his children and his grandchildren. He lived...
On a lighter note.. →
"Now I know what your heart felt like this whole...
I’ve always considered myself the type who gets their heart broken, not the one who goes around doing the breaking.
He said all relationships take this much work but I disagree. I wish I didn’t have to leave it the way we did but I hope he’ll understand that this is not easy for me either.
I don’t wish heart break on my worst enemy let alone a loved one. I’ll...
September 2012
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Listen
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My knees are bent, like the corner of a page I am... →
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What the hell is water?
This, I submit, is the freedom of a real education, of learning how to be well-adjusted. You get to consciously decide what has meaning and what doesn’t. You get to decide what to worship.
Because here’s something else that’s weird but true: in the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody...
August 2012
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don't count the feathers, just count the wings
Don’t you just hate it when people surprise you? Usually it restores my faith in humanity, but this time it just made this seemingly endless road a lot longer.
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The Tortise and the Scorpion
Nathan, at one of the outlying tables, His feet tangled up in the disc jockey’s cables, Surveyed the room, as unseen as a ghost, While he mulled over what he might say for his toast. Though the couple had asked him for this benediction, It seemed at odds with parking him here by the kitchen. That he’d shown up at all was still a surprise. And not just to him; it was there in the eyes Of the guests...
July 2012
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“That’s the crazy thing about it. Breaking up with someone is literally the...”
June 2012
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pretty neat →
May 2012
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April 2012
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This happened →
March 2012
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Growing Pains
I’ve been approached with an opportunity that most people would jump at. Most people wouldn’t think twice about taking. An opportunity most people would feel so fortunate for having. Since this is the case, why am I so afraid of taking it? I’m afraid that by accepting this opportunity, I will close the door to what my heart wants to do. This isn’t the case, however....
February 2012
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Watcholdschmuelsong:
Veronica Mars loves sloths.
December 2011
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Amidst my day of paper pushing i found myself searching for cheap flights within Europe. Paris, I miss you. Paris makes up at least 70% of my tumblr posts. I would give up my first born to be laying in the Luxembourg gardens right now. After, maybe I would sit on the steps of Sacree Coeur and watch the sun set. Just an passing thought..
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"that's why cliches exist; so we can fulfill them"
The last time this happened I became empowered. I adopted the “yeah? well, fuck you” strategy. My method of coping this time? cuddle up in my blankets, which still smell like him, and hibernate. I don’t want anyone else. Thanks to you I’ve been unable to: curb my hunger pangs, wear my contacts due to my eyes being perma swollen from all the crying, exercise, attend...
November 2011
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WatchThis is my fish.
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“I can no longer care for my thoughts unless they’re thoughts of you”
– This American Life
“Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody....”
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Level
“You know what’s upsetting?”, my friend announced.
”What?”, I responded.
“The fact that I’ll never be able to be an astronaut.”
“Well, do you want to be an astronaut?” I asked her.
“No, but did you know that in order to become astronaut you have to have a Phd in something, anything, and then once you’re the best of...
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Acivii. Vancouver. Dec 26. Merry Christmas! →
October 2011
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“Stay hungry, stay foolish”
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September 2011
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Vancouver then and now →
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Another email
I always feel a false sense of superiority after I email the Solons. Mostly because I know I should have done it a long time ago. Life just gets away with you, and there’s not always something interesting worth reporting. I should be more diligent though, little girls grow up fast and the last thing I want is a disconnect. I left a chunk of my heart in France. By now I hope it has grown...
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This is the loveliest letter I have ever recieved:
“So don’t be boring, don’t not have fun, don’t be responsible, don’t be irresponsible, embrace the gaps, touch things that look dirty, smell fresh laundry once in a while, read something in another language, dream in French, spend a day colouring with the girls, speak English once in a while, stay accessible, stay hilarious, imagine things all the time, date someone with the name Pierre, or...
