December 2009
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I may not be perfect, but parts of me are excellent :)
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Today is the tomorrow, which you were worrying about yesterday.
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We promise according to our hopes and perform according to our fears.
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You are one of a kind; therefore, no one can really predict to what heights you...
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An artist must understand that he does not (only) create, he materializes
– Horia Berner
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Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind.
– Mary Ellen Chase (via kari-shma)
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You close your eyes when you cry. That’s ok. Just don’t keep them...
– I Wrote This For You: The Clouds Move Slowly
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Daykeeper
He tells me all his secrets
He thinks nobody knows
We lay together in daylight
I love him so…
And when the sun rises,
he watches over me
fearbythousands:
Dear Abesha,
Do not fear time. With time comes wisdom and growth. But I know you miss your innocence.
Love,
Abesha
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Sonnet 11
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam...
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The desire for safety stands against every great and noble enterprise
– Publius Cornelius Tacitus
Some men see things as they are and ask why. Others dream things that never were...
– George Bernard Shaw
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Cruisin...
Curiosity killed the cat, so it meowed. The dog was bitchy all day, barking away. The sun stretched its lazy legs, it only missed the sheds. Buzzing bees and whistling trees, with wavering heads. I sat to write two storeys up, two lines enough gave up. Thoughts swim in my deep end, shallow ideas bad time spent. My mind train missed its stop, time flies 11.30am on the clock. How to spend this day I...
“What’s beautiful can never be denied, I dream with my eyes open and I am what I dream. That’s my versatile style”
Bukola Are
http://www.houseofversatilestyles.com/
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Dear Diary,
Today I let the mask slip just a little and all the villains come...
– I Wrote This For You: The Superhero Struggling Up Stairs
Sometimes we all need to master the art of timing. There is a time for silence....
Darn the wheel of the world! Why must it continually turn over? Where is the...
– Jack London (via reluctantbuddha) (via quote-book)
I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love you till China and Africa meet and...
– w h auden