December 2011
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Here’s to a brilliant New Year’s Eve, one in which I may have a strong liver, enough common sense to not completely embarrass myself in front of friends and co-workers, amazing dance partners (I’m looking at you, attractive male, you know who you are), and sufficient stamina to keep raging until they kick us out at 4am.
I mean, if I can make it through five Sleep No More...
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Did you know I like you? Ok, do you know how much I like you? Your face—your eyes your smile—your face makes me smile Every time…. Every time a smile crawls all over my face and I can’t make it stop. Why would I? Do you know how much I want you? Any little sign of you, bread crumbs that you…
I like being alone.
I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child;
A girl with her lover;
Or a friend laughing with their best friend;
I realize that even though I like being alone
I don’t fancy being lonely.
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new year's resolutions
visit museums more often. bring a sketchbook.
cook wonderful home-made meals.
go on adventures, frequently, alone or with another.
smile more often, but only honestly.
read consistently.
draw. draw all the time. constantly make things just for the sake of making them.
watch movies i’ve never seen.
keep in touch with loved ones.
make the effort to really get to know new...
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