December 2010
15 posts
in the duplex
in the duplex we would only drink soy milk. no, almond milk.
in the duplex we would snack on almonds. like we did in the townhouse.
in the duplex we would drink outside in the summer. and your dog would bark at the neighbors dog. and he would sniff her butt through the fence.
in the duplex weather couldn’t touch us. except for sunshine. sunshine would reach our most covered pale parts.
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I woke up thankful. your name was on a list painted in glitter puff paint on my heart. right below the sun and above breakfast cereal.
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your name in glitter. right…. here. between the brightest lightest warmth, and simple light indulgence. you are not light, like those things. but I light up a little when I say pronouns like “her” and “she.” third...
Erika Moya (3000 days):
After three thousand days we stopped loving. It left quietly, before the first blue in the sky, while one could still see stars and long shadows. It walked barefoot across the moonlit floor admiring its feet, holding a pair of shoes in one hand and an old toothbrush in the other. It tried to look back but the thought of salt was too great. When it reached the door, it shut its eyes going back...
How do you pronounce your name? In my head it is...
autostraddle:
i feel like if i have to answer this question again, i might actually die. like, i might literally die a death. it really doesn’t matter how you pronounce my name as long as you feed me. i’m not even sure there is a correct way to pronounce my name anymore. i think you just close your eyes and hope for the best, like playing darts. WHAT THAT’S HOW I PLAY DARTS.
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Merry XMix →
zenlikeme:
My Christmas Playlist for You:
Christmas in Harlem - Kanye West
Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) - Slow Club
Kindle a Flame in Her Heart - Los Campesinos!
Christmas Lights - Paul Baribeau
Angel in the Snow - Elliott Smith
Everything is One Big Christmas Tree - The Magnetic Zeros
That Was the Worst Christmas Ever - Sufjan Stevens
Splitting Up Christmas - Kevin Devine
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Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily. Life is but a...
zenlikeme:
Sometimes it feels as though people are completely incapable of moving forward, and yet it is the only direction we have.
DESCRIBE YOUR LAST SEXUAL EXPERIENCE USING A FILM...
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wincestiscanon:
Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets
Girl, Interrupted.
love actually
Heat
The 40 Year Old Virgin
American Beauty
Get Shorty
Quantum of Solace
Toy Story.
Little Shop of...
autostraddle.com tumblr presence: what are some... →
autostraddle:
amazon store has a lot of them: http://astore.amazon.com/autowin-20/ favorite recent reads (june 2006) http://amzn.com/l/R1UUMHA5STPJ4U you wish you read this in intro to (very) modern fiction (dec 2003) http://amzn.com/l/S5GVDX6GUZ95 5 poets: stephen dunn eileen…
do you think there is something to be said for...
autostraddle:
i think there are lots of things to be said for making a clean break. we were never meant to have history so meticulously recorded as it is now. not being comfortable with that is very retro/progressive.
Ask Riese anything
I asked this…before deleting my tumblr history. I’m trying.
Social Networking
When did this become a thing for me? Let alone every thing for me… or most things for me. In High School we had Xanga. Xanga was the beginning of creeping, really. You could read someone’s most private thoughts without knowing them at all, or them ever knowing about it. You knew that mostly anything posted was fair game. This is when it began. At Lutheran anyway. I’m sure there...
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