January 2012
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Jan 21st
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Fact:
Common Misconception #1: I don’t love you. 
Jan 14th
Excerpt from Charlotte Bronte's 'Jane Eyre'
Mr Rochester to Jane Eyre: “Because,” he said, “I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you — especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous Channel, and two hundred miles or so of...
Jan 5th
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Defying gravity
thebigmanc: Film from Graz & Vienna. 
Jan 2nd
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December 2011
11 posts
“Prague never lets you go… this dear little mother has sharp claws.”
– Franz Kafka
Dec 30th
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Dec 30th
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“A man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river/but then...”
– Richard Siken, ‘Boot Theory’
Dec 30th
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Kellam Ayres, 'His Hand'
punched the fridge, an old 1950s model, avocado green and stocky—hadn’t worked for days—the freezer dribbling its melted frost onto the floor, the chicken breasts he’d pounded into cutlets rotting under two inches of water. He’d broken the first two fingers, jammed his thumb, cracked the knuckle above his wedding band, and with no ice around he ran the tender mess under the sink’s cool tap and...
Dec 29th
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Dec 28th
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Richard Jackson, 'Ten Things I Know'
The brightest stars are the first to explode. Also hearts. It is important to pay attention to love’s high voltage signs. The mockingbird is really ashamed of its own feeble song lost beneath all those he has to imitate. It’s true, the Carolina Wren caught in the bedroom yesterday died because he stepped on a glue trap and tore his wings off. Maybe we have both fallen through the soul’s thin ice...
Dec 27th
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Dec 1st
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November 2011
18 posts
Nov 29th
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Nov 24th
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“I will not wait to love as best as I can. We thought we were young and that...”
– Dave Eggers (via ireadintothings)
Nov 23rd
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“The more familiar two people become, the more the language they speak together...”
– Alain de Botton, On Love (via sorakeem)
Nov 21st
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Nov 15th
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50 things to say during a breakup
We need to talk. Are you okay? So what does this mean? I’m so sorry. I’m just trying to do what’s right for both of us. I want my key back. I just need some time to think about things. I never meant to hurt you. Is this really what you want? This is hard for me, too. I hope we can still be friends. What am I going to tell [our friends/my parents/the kids]? There’s no one else, I...
Nov 15th
Nov 14th
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Falling Stars, Rainer Maria Rilke
Do you remember still the falling stars that like swift horses through the heavens raced and suddenly leaped across the hurdles of our wishes—do you recall? And we did make so many! For there were countless numbers of stars: each time we looked above we were astounded by the swiftness of their daring play, while in our hearts we felt safe and secure watching these brilliant bodies...
Nov 9th
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Nov 6th
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thebigmanc: These stones will shout →
thebigmanc: September 2011: London, Twisties BBQ Curry, Calbee Hot & Spicy. Brighton, Grand Pavilion, Brighton Pier, bowl of seafood, fish & chips, pebble beach, Scoop & Crumb, The Lanes, North Laine, Redwood, Big Buddha is watching you, 5£ sunglasses, shops selling clothes…
Nov 6th
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October 2011
19 posts
“Pain comes in all forms: the small twinge, a bit of soreness, the random pain,...”
– Grey’s Anatomy (via julie911)
Oct 24th
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Oct 21st
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Oct 20th
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Zero at the Bone, Stacie Cassarino
First the snow for days. Blankout. Frost heaves. I shovel away your tracks. I expect you. I think one night you’re holding my feet at the edge of the bed, you’re downstairs reading The Hour We Knew Nothing of Each Other. I smell you in the sheets. Wind blows the door open. Even the single bluebird is looking for you. For 40 nights I dream you leave again with no warning. I memorize it....
Oct 20th
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Oct 13th
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“The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the...”
– Milan Kundera, “The Unbearable Lightness of Being”
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