July 2012
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These days, the weather has been cooling down - we no longer get the searing sun all day and sometimes if we’re lucky, we get a breeze. The other day, I sat in someone else’s car and the sun gently shone through the window and spilt all over my thighs and my bag. Some other hand is there but sometimes I feel it doesn’t matter. How long can I stare out of the window into the ocean...
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What matters in life is not what happens to you but what you remember and how...
– Gabriel García Márquez (via ma-risa)
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It’s been a rough week in magazine world - production is tight, pages are late, advertorials are rushed out and people’s tempers are short. Months on, I realised in this place, people work like cogs in a machine, each having a specific part in the bigger system. Clockwork, routine, monthly - the same thing. Those who like it here, stay, and those who don’t, leave. And it’s...
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How many days before dust eats away at my bones? How many more days before the soil consumes my flesh? How many more days before the wind takes me to nowhere? Feelings that bounce back and forth feel undeserved. They’re nasty and inconsistent and it’s hard to remember what you can and should feel. And when you think you’re getting better, maybe your fingers tremble as your eyes...
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ghostnoting:
do you ever think about how your life got consumed by a boy band and you laugh but youre actually crying
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Some days I wake up and think my body is good enough for me and should be good enough for anyone else.
One of those short lived days today.
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I’ve been sleeping at 2, 3, 4am the past two weeks and waking up at early, nervous, jittery.
A couple of days ago I saw you from behind and I was deciding between running up to say hi or to fling a rock to your head. I’m lucky I didn’t do any because I would have been in a lot of trouble.
These days I’ve been switching between reading Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and On...
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