March 2012
themusiclibrary:
Folsom Prison Blues - Johnny...
February 2012
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This. Poem. →
sharingpoetry:
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound’s the sweep...
“I’ve started to notice the groove
my fingers wear in the things I
touch most;...”
– Dan Campbell ~ “Erosion” (via dillonbeard)
Getting Faster: The 2K →
webbex:
If you are one who participates in the “legendary” sport called crew, you certainly know the one aspect that is dreaded by all, the 2k. Some call it a test, while others call it torture. If one were to type the word erg into urban dictionary they would find that it says “An awful…
this…this is it. this is literally all there is to it.
It’s that time of year where I come to terms with the power I’m trying to achieve and kick it into high gear.
Famous last words.
laurencarolyn:
I’m going to read the Bell Jar despite all school-related stress.
Why?
Because I want to O_O
You can have my copy, if you’d like.
“The bangs are back. Leaving for Atlanta at lunch tomorrow.”
– I also don’t understand standing behind a set of beliefs that boasts to not value one life more than the next but subscribes to speciesism. “If we’re all just christians or lions I think I’d rather be on the side with sharper teeth.”
January 2012
