February 2012
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Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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Valentine by Carol Ann Duffy
Not a red rose or a satin heart. I give you an onion. It is a moon wrapped in brown paper. It promises light like the careful undressing of love. Here.  It will blind you with tears  like a lover. It will make your reflection a wobbling photo of grief. I am trying to be truthful. Not a cute card or a kissogram. I give you an onion. Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips, possessive and faithful...
Feb 14th
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“You are always eighteen or married or both, carrying inside you a surgeon or a...”
– “On Being Asked Who The You Is In My Poems,” Paul Guest (via clavicola)
Feb 12th
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Feb 12th
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“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect....”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via kittykatkate)
Feb 6th
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Feb 6th
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Feb 6th
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Feb 6th
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“Sometimes words are not enough.*”
– Lemony Snicket (via breadymercury)
Feb 3rd
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Feb 2nd
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January 2012
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Jan 31st
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Jan 31st
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Jan 30th
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Jan 27th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 24th
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Jan 24th
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"Oh God, Fuck Me" by Ruth L. Schwartz
Fuck me, oh God, with ordinary things, the things you love best in this world–– like trees in spring, exposing themselves, flashing leaf-buds so firm and swollen I want to take them into my mouth. Speaking of trees, fuck me with birds, say, and enormous raucous crow, proud as a man with his hand down his pants, and then a sparrow, intimately brown, discreet and cautious as a concubine. Fuck me...
Jan 23rd
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“If there is such a thing as marriage, it takes place long before the ceremony;...”
– Simon Van Booy
Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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What I Never Told You About the Abortion by Alison...
That it hurt, despite the anesthetic, which they administered with a long needle, shot straight into the womb. That they hit the vagus nerve the first time and I fell down when I tried to stand. That after the second shot my legs snapped shut— instinctively as any wild mother protecting chick, kit, cub. That I held the hand of a young Hispanic nurse and wept when she said, “You know,...
Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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███ ██ █ ████ everything ███ █████ is █████ ████...
Jan 19th
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Jan 19th
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“…I still will stay with thee; And never from this palace of dim night Depart...”
– Romeo and Juliet (Act V Scene III) 
Jan 19th
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Jan 18th
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Jan 18th
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sirarthurconandoilies: The Affair of the Black Armbands dee-light: The public responded with a massive uproar that amazed everybody, especially Doyle. Twenty thousand people canceled their subscriptions to the Strand. Hate mail arrived at the magazine’s editorial offices by the sackload. Thousands of people wrote Doyle directly, begging him to reverse Holmes’s death. Many people took to...
Jan 18th
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captainsway: redwrenwalking replied to your post: redwrenwalking replied to your post:… oh yes, i totally want mary on the show. as long as moffat doesn’t have anything to do with her, i’m sure i would be very pleased. SHE COULD BE THE ONE WHO ACTUALLY STICKS AROUND. Loves the bromance and the love between Sherlock and John, and loves John for who he is and allows him to go on adventures, but...
Jan 17th
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there needs to be more realistic/involved/loved women in the next Sherlock series 
Jan 17th
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Practicing by Marie Howe
I want to write a love poem for the girls I kissed in seventh grade, a song for what we did on the floor in the basement of somebody’s parents’ house, a hymn for what we didn’t say but thought: That feels good or I like that, when we learned how to open each other’s mouths how to move our tongues to make somebody moan. We called it practicing, and one was the boy, and we paired off—maybe six or...
Jan 17th
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Jan 17th
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Jan 17th
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Virginitiphobia by Patrick Ryan Frank
Virginitiphobia         — The fear of rape.             They took her out to the field in a new black truck that smelled like apples and the denim of a young man’s thigh. They turned the engine off but left the radio on, the headlights lighting the woods to the west, toward the mountains, then to California. They laid her down and tied her hands over her head with field-grass. She could...
Jan 17th
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Jan 17th
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“Everybody has a home team: It’s the people you call when you get a flat tire or...”
– Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet (via madaeli26)
Jan 17th
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Jan 17th
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Jan 17th
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"I say if Sherlock really dies we all have a mass...
rawsie: I just read this and I say it’s a brilliant idea and we gotta get it out there! THIS IDEA IS AMAZING!
Jan 15th
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Jan 15th
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Jan 14th
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