December 2010
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“I will always come
if you’ll always be waiting.
I will meet you there.”
– (via tylerknott)
thesearethemeasures asked: Some highlights of 2010?
thesearethemeasures asked: Some highlights of 2010?
K: To be a singer, you have to be thin.
M: And pretty.
C: That's why Justin Bieber is so successful!
I am not a lesbian.
I am a girl who is in love with a girl, a girl who advocates for gay rights, a girl who enjoys being called ‘sir’, a girl who appreciates the female form and a girl who believes in the feminist movement.
Some of these things would lead society to believe that I am a lesbian.
I am not.
Because although I love a girl, although I occasionally dress butch, although...
I self-identify as fabulous. →
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thesearethemeasures asked: You, my love, have a spectacularly beautiful voice.
I'm not quite sure what I meant by this:
Well, here I am, writing to you, just like you said I would, and my thoughts are an incomprehensible jumble, just like you said they would be.
I hope this letter finds you safely out of this mess and in good health.
But you will be, like you said you would be, because you’re always such a freaking Nostradamus about these sorts of things.
So I’m not quite sure why I’m bothering to worry about...
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reflectingblue asked: yes waaaaaaaay!
reflectingblue asked: yes waaaaaaaay!
so long ago
your sepia-toned voice
it invades my mind and now I don’t need make-believe
I so love the scratched film the depth of your eyes and the safety of your arms, dear
you were my technicolor dreams
I'm not quite sure what I meant by this:
Well, here I am, writing to you, just like you said I would, and my thoughts are in an incomprehensible jumble, just like you said they would be.
I hope this letter finds you safely out of this mess and in good health.
But you will be, like you said you would be, because you’re always such a freaking Nostradamus about these sorts of things.
So I’m not quite sure why I’m bothering to worry about...
The lamp is burning low upon my table top The snow is softly falling The air is still within the silence of my room I hear your voice softly calling
If I could only have you near To breathe a sigh or two I would be happy just to hold the hands I love Upon this winter night with you
The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead My glass is almost empty I read again between the lines upon each page...
“Even the snowflakes
and the first frozen raindrops
want to find your skin.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
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