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photo timmmme - Follow Me Faithfully
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So I just uploaded this image to my profiles all around (digital) town. I like that I think it looks like Im no longer queen of the double chin —. HOWEVER, although this is the photo that I added to show to strangers and the like, there are two more that I would have added if . A) I only ever talked to my besties on the interwebz (thats going to be the first photo on here). B) If I only ever wanted mackin boys on the interwebz to be rude to me about my lady bits (thats photo b for boys and bits) .
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tough truths, thanks dating website I said I was going to quit. - Follow Me Faithfully
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Tough truths, thanks dating website I said I was going to quit. Gotta get some purple conns. Gotta get some skinny jeans. Gotta get my vegan on. Gotta figure out what it all means. So it turns out Im still 14 years old. Out of all the people Ive e-met today, this guy. Makes my heart go boom-boom-boom on sight. /3. We never grow out of who we always are. Ugh But I love you.
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Our Language | autonomousdesire
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Words seem so pretty when they're new. December 6, 2011. It always begins with words heard or words. Read or words floating about in the air. Through slight rain or angelic snow. We speak and we do not speak. Both are made of our language. 8220;Beginning” is a misnomer; a little means. To categorize and calculate. Effects of placing something in a place. That act. Of bringing something somewhere. Everything. So out of place and suddenly in place or. Tables and chairs can always find new homes. Beings.
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autonomousdesire | autonomousdesire
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Words seem so pretty when they're new. Autonomousdesire has written 123 posts for autonomousdesire. Like Stars or Not Like Stars. August 6, 2012. There are things the body contains, or that. Contain the body can it be one and the same. Or, maybe, the same in difference– deference. To something further out of reach, a cold daybreak. Too cold for the summer but it is summer. There are times when the idea of body is country. Glass. Through which we pass our judgement. Or a map from which we trace a line.
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We’re All Shouting and We’re Scared Because Everyone is Shouting. | autonomousdesire
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Words seem so pretty when they're new. We’re All Shouting and We’re Scared Because Everyone is Shouting. July 20, 2011. Should we seek to shape our lives into coherent narratives? Is going to have a leftist skew (barring the inevitable trolls who come by for a shouting match) and that comments on Jezebel will skew more toward the liberal-feminist demographic. In any case, more than the content, I find the sheer lack of content to be amazingly telling. But that’s not the point here. We’re talking ab...
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Concrete and Shoes | autonomousdesire
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Words seem so pretty when they're new. January 31, 2012. The cool lights of a room past the view,. Past my view. NO DON’T YES NO. TO JUMP, NOT IN ORDER TO LIVE. These are not sounds. But the echos of feet. Your old shoes in the corner. Breathe like cement. Before and after coalesce. And so do right and wrong, but not like that: like. A mist in the forest or a channel playing back. Static on the television. These things we never remember. Because we do not forget, they stay with us. They. Paul Adler, Beth...
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Like Stars or Not Like Stars | autonomousdesire
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Words seem so pretty when they're new. Like Stars or Not Like Stars. August 6, 2012. There are things the body contains, or that. Contain the body can it be one and the same. Or, maybe, the same in difference– deference. To something further out of reach, a cold daybreak. Too cold for the summer but it is summer. There are times when the idea of body is country. Glass. Through which we pass our judgement. Or a map from which we trace a line. From bone to bone until the entirety. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Behind You it Speaks it Burns it Flies | autonomousdesire
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Words seem so pretty when they're new. Behind You it Speaks it Burns it Flies. March 4, 2012. Bashful light; altar of Prometheus and brother. Of Daedalus do you understand. That Stephen is someone else, or have you. Remembered yourself so imperfectly after. So many years of misgivings and misunderstandings? Bashful lights, the candle held in your hooded robes. Illuminate your eyes. Before you, the cold realization. Of struggle and adversary seem overwhelming. How did you find yourself here? Paul Adler, B...
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Dreams During a Heat Wave | autonomousdesire
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Words seem so pretty when they're new. Dreams During a Heat Wave. July 21, 2011. I still dream of that time you brought me. To that place where our dropped baby teeth. And adult ankles meet. By the pond. With miniature waterfalls pouting. Against the granite under our feet. You said, “We’ll always be this moment”. And you meant it, and I mean it too. But I never told you how my smallest toes. Twitched and sprang to life, as if they. Could bring me from where I stand. To place my feet on the floor. You ar...
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