three truths and a picture.

[xbrightest]

I'm tired of people asking me if i have any cute, single friends.
Staying in this house is incredibly lonely.
At least I bought three new dresses today.

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[_prodigal]

A Noiseless Patient Spider
by: Walt Whitman

A noiseless patient spider,
I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated,
Mark'd how to explore the vacant, vast surrounding,
It launched forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself.
Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them.

And you O my soul where you stand,
Surrounded, detatched, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them.
Till the bridge you will need be form'd, till the ductile anchor hold,
Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul.