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There are things you just can't let go.
I had my first LiveJournal blog when I was 15. I didn’t know any shit about writing for other people reading my blog. Heck, I didn’t even think that other people would read my stuff. I was just angsty and I needed a place where I can put all my word vomit. During that time, everyone I know who had a blog had it over Blogspot or Tabulas and I didn’t ( Read more... ) -
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All roads now lead to HERE.
I guess it is time to leave Livejournal after six years of being my word bank. -
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Asking for Directions
Linda Gregg
We could have been mistaken for a married couple
riding on the train from Manhattan to Chicago
that last time we were together. I remember
looking out the window and praising the beauty
of the ordinary: the in-between places , the world
with its back turned to us, the small neglected
stations of our history. I slept across ( Read more... ) -
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Someone said that I have an onomatopoeic name and that made my day.
That someone also asked me about my favorite sounds and the following instantly came into mind:
the sizzle of garlic when Papa cooks something delicious every Sunday morning
the ticktock of the clock when it’s already 3am in the morning and I am still wide awake
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(This is not a) Movie Review: 500 Days of Summer
The best way to get over a (wo)man is to turn her(him) into literature. - Henry Miller
First of all, this is not something I would dare call literature. This is not even a movie review. Let’s just say that this is an attempt to make sense of things. Things that the author thought she killed already and buried on a very lonely field somewhere in ( Read more... ) -
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We all dream of flying. We dream of it in different ways and settings but we must remember that we all dream in black and white.
We dream of flying as we fall head first out of a building, eyes closed, half smiling lips, as we wait for the sound of bones crushed under our weight when we finally hit the pavement.
We dream of flying our own ( Read more... )
