March 2012
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A brief history of my understanding and a...
I’ve realized recently that I always do better when I’m focused on someone else. Not in an unhealthy way, but being invested in the well-being of others kind of way. Really engaging in friendships and fostering a connection is something I forgot was essential to my personal being.
I’m currently finishing a project for a friend that should have been completed prior to valentines...
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nothing will ever make sense
not that it ever did
nor did i ever believe
we could always be kids
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when it rains
it pours.
being 2,000 miles away from my friends hasn’t been this hard. now i have to deal with being completely hands off and hoping for the best. i just hope this is the last thing for awhile. i don’t know how much more i can take. i haven’t been so worried in many, many years.
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"neighbors" now, now
I have taken to the market, found out what you wanted, came in through the back door, tell them that you like it, Kept it in your pocket, I thought we were lucky. I thought that we meant it. at least enough to keep it, keep it through the night time, push it through the morning. oh, oh, could you keep from calling, my house through december returning from the winter. cold in frozen...
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i cannot/i can
I cannot take back words I’ve already said.
I cannot take back actions I’ve already performed.
I cannot make up for the mistakes that I’ve made.
I cannot change a thing.
I can only move forward; I can only learn from my mistakes.
I can only learn to be better; I can only learn how to carry all this pain without hurting anyone else.
I can only keep swimming and hope that...
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Terrified
I’ve never had such a terrifying moment in my life as the phone line dropping and not having an answer when I called back. I called again and again to just hear your voice telling me to leave a message. That somehow made it worse. The generic recording of your voice from years ago. It made it seem like it was past tense. I phoned around and tried my best to alert my friends from afar to help...
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Singing for stragners
Last night I played my first show in Fresno. I hadn’t played in front of a group of more than 3 people in over 4 years. In fact, the only times I had played to groups of people previously were mostly at talent shows at summer camp and once for a group of recovering addicts in Philadelphia.
I played other people’s music (“For Prayer” by Wye Oak and “Ohio” by...
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A few of you have signed on to be my penpals.
One of you is a writer. One of you is a photographer. One of you is a collector.
I can’t wait to see what kinds of letters and images we send each other. Even if it doesn’t make any sense, it’s like having conversations in the dark or talking to a person you meet on a train.
The post is one thing I hope never ceases to exist. Every...
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teamteam:
TeamTeam Answering Machine #005: Navy...
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http://www.philcollinsday.com/ →
THIS EXISTS. TODAY IS THAT DAY. I LOVE THE INTERNET.
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"yer voice" mansions
If you don’t write it down, then this never happened. Tell yourself out loud, “not overreacting.” Cause no one ever hears your voice The way that they did when they had no choice. Their headphones are filled with that useless noise That swears that you’re not there. And the one thing that you need Is the dreams back in your sleep Where they belong I’m where...
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“This gorgeous whack of cold weather slapped them in the face. Suddenly,...”
– Garrison ponders the stimulative effects of cold weather, in last weekend’s News from Lake Wobegon. Watch it here. (via prairiehomecompanion)
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