January 2012
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“I’m like cat here, a no-name slob. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs...”
– Holly Golightly, Breakfast at Tiffany’s
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“Qui si convien lasciare ogne sospetto;
ogne viltà convien che qui sia morta.”
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Life has not been gentle.
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“It was better in the morning. Home was merely a dull ache in the back of his...”
– Orson Scott Card, Enders Game.
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“She didn’t say anything for a long moment, and then she said, “Why would you say...”
– Maggie Stiefvater, Linger
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“It’s no good. Even when I look straight into the milky blue eyes, I can’t find...”
– Sara Gruen, Water for Elephants
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“He could do anything. And the weight of that possibility was so unbearable that...”
– Maggie Stiefvater, Linger
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“Until one time, I open my eyes and find someone I cannot block out looking down...”
– Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire
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“I looked down at my fingers on the pages of my book, such wonderful, precious...”
– Maggie Stiefvater, Linger
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Matt: you can tell i'm out of it because apparently i've been wearing my shirt backwards all day
Lauren: matt weinberger don't give a fuck
Matt: true fact
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“With a secret like that, at some point the secret itself becomes irrelevant. The...”
– Sara Gruen, Water For Elephants
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“If we were to open to a random page in her journal—which she must have kept and...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
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Listen
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1000
This is my 1000th post, and 2012 marks the 4th year of this little blog.
2011 was not gentle. Roads I never imagined I’d travel took me to some dark places, and I experienced the unique freedom of having my worst fears realized. Not freedom from pain, or from heartache, but from fear. The worst thing that could happen, happened. I no longer had anything to be afraid of. Every other trial...
December 2011
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“no promises.”
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“Every time I think maybe I’m heading in the right direction, I end up in a place...”
– Jax, Sons of Anarchy
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New Resume
Lauren Poulos
No relation
Always workin’
No vacation
They couldn’t feel me
NOVACATION
Murder vs Me the only motive was motivation
money = freedom
i’ve wanted this since a three-year-old
I’ve seen it all like I’m John Mayer’s penis hole
Bein’ me
that’s something that’s so unusual
I’ve seen the future
and THE FUTURE...
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound’s the sweep Of easy wind...
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So, if I asked you about art, you’d probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo. You know a lot about him. Life’s work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientation, the whole works, right? But I bet you can’t tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You’ve never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful...
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