September 2011
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my only regret about us, is that we started seeing each other in the worst of ways. too much tequila and a lot of loneliness. i would have loved to be wooed. for you to see me one day as i was ordering my morning coffee, and think wow, shes lovely (or weird, or interesting or beautiful or funny) . for you to hope each day ill be there. for you to work up the courage to talk to me, ask for my...
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you’re still my best mistake.
the best thing about being a scientist, is wearing a labcoat
and saying “to the lab!” and feeling all hardcore like Dexter.
is it bad that a small part of me wants my boyfriends university transfer to be rejected. that a small part of me just wants to travel to townsville by myself and set up my own feminine cottage with lots of teacups and a floral quilt and study and cook and laze around alone? i want to sever all my ties with everyone and just be gone from here.
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“A life is such a strange object, at one moment translucent, at another utterly...”
– Simone de Beauvoir (via chrisanthemums)
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“pour a little salt, we were never here.”
“everything that happens is from now on”
i want bon iver lyrics tattoed so bad. either one of these or “that was then”
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everyone said “you work yourself into the ground, you’ll crash and burn” and i thought not me and i kept working and working and now, im burning.
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my heaven is killalea on a crisp morning, dew on the grass. the afternoon glow of minnamurra. on my hands and knees watching whelks prowl in the mangroves. a day baked by sun at north beach. a joke that bubbles laughter like a fountain from my soul. the gasp of air when i step off jump rock into icy water. the backroll into “sweetlips table”. feet on the dashboard listening to the...
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3am. i know you well. i know your silence and the numbness, the ticking of clocks, the dripping of taps, flipping of pages, scribbling of pencil on paper, the typing of keys.i know your breathing through the walls, i know your head on my pillow, i know your desperation. i know your simultaneous longing for morning and longing for sleep. i know your insomnia, and your empty roads and your chill...
sometimes we feel the train coming, but we dont move out of the way.
angry angry undergrad
im doing a research assistanceship with an honours student at my university. the study is on inverts. today the honours student asked for some help identifying an animal. ”Is it a shell?” she says (it was a hermit crab). i tell her, its a hermit crab in a whelks shell, see look Chelipeds, 5 sets of legs, beady compound eyes. she gives me a dumb look. later she brings me over a whelk...
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“You have four years to be irresponsible here. Relax. Work is for people with...”
– Tom Petty (via somehopeforthehopeless)
tom petty can say this because hes a musician and probably studied an arts degree.
dear society
id just like to draw your attention to a group of truly amazing people who you seem to constantly fail to recognise. they are scientists and doctors and mathematicians and humanitarians and they are breathtakingly beautiful and intelligent. while you happen to be glorifying (and paying large sums of money) to people who point cameras and walk hungrily in straight lines they are...
i think i need to feel a distraction
ive never seen the january snow
sometimes its good to be lost and its good to be alone
to be half drunk swaying to a band you dont know
at the moment i have this intense need to get out and live a little wild.
i want to tell my boyfriend that i need a break, i want to have a fling with the beautiful guy in my biochemistry class, that friend who ive always...
limitless.
my genetics lecturer told me he didnt think i could get a HD, and he seemed so assured of it.
watch me you fucker.
im gonna rub that HD in your smug friken face.
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i cant sing it
but barefoot on the floorboards
man, can i feel it.
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i am so stressed about life at present i might just explode.
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stray dog freedom
ive been home from my travels a month now and the ache is starting. Im missing borneo and the beautiful dirty semporna and the perfection of a life lived for no reason but happiness and sustainance. i miss diving all day and eating and drinking all night with people who think and feel like i do and the exhausted sleep that sneaks up on you, making the night fly over you in an instant. travelling...
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