August 2011
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during french just now we had an exercise wherein we had to write out an angry voicemail to your ex-boyfriend.
‘…donnez-moi le chien mais gardez le baby’
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selamat hari raya!
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starting on paradise lost.
…the ending seems very very far away.
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broke my heart watching m. butterfly.
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today: leaves of grass, caesar salad, coffee
my life, essentially: food, school
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annd back to coffee and whitman i go. my caffeinated awakeness is at odds with the dreary, steady rain that’s pouring outside guh. regardless, i’m going back to my books (yes, on a saturday morning) and open my windows and periodically get pricked in the eye by the random raindrop that gets caught in some sudden, faint wind and is diverted from its normal vertical course. just...
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nap or religious sonnets? seeing as both will have me in a blissful state of stupor
OH BURN SONNETS BURNNN