August 2011
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July 2011
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youarenotaphotographer.com →
i want to paint this on the walls of my city.
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Digby & Iona: Personalized Stump Ring →
portraitofamind: How awesome is that?! Want! all of their stuff is gorgeous.
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things that stress me out:
1. money 2. my headaches 3. working in an industry that doesn’t offer insurance 4. hospital bills 5. my medications 6. being on the phone 7. having to think about all 1 - 5 while doing 6.
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this is how i explain things.
mike: i have never knowingly deglazed a pan. how do i do it? me: keep the heat on high and put liquid in a pan that has goodies on the bottom (like after you’ve made a steak). it’ll simmer and loosen up the bottom so that you can scrape it with a wooden spoon and make a little saucey sauce. seriously. 
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‘i let you call me beautiful’  →
haveanosh: beautiful poem by marty mcconnell. saturnrising: i let you call me beautiful because i know you mean beautiful naked faced, unshowered, raspy because you mean raw, pen in fist, screaming because you mean lustful, razor-tongued i let you call me beautiful because you’ve traced the scoliosis snake of my spine kissed the stretch marks under… this is a beautiful poem, but...
Jul 25th
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it's always weird to find out
that someone you know died.
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me: how do you think you have sex with a colonoscopy bag?
will: ... i'm done.
will: get out.
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Counting Calories - Simple Math That Can Ruin Your...
portraitofamind: I don’t count calories, I look at them and laugh. AND THEN OM NOM THE SHIT OUT OF THAT DONUT. AND THEN GUSHERS. AND THEN COOKIES. AND THEN I WAH A LITTLE AND CONTINUE TO ENJOY MY LIFE. ‘MERICA! FUCK YEAH! no, but seriously. never count calories. and eat some cookies.
Jul 22nd
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i went to hospice attic today
and bought a 35mm slide projector, two records (one for my mom), four mason jars, three dresses, and four shirts for $50.
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