lights flashing, time clashing

Jan 23

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Jan 9

ohohmeo:

Because it’s the halves that halve you in half.

Jan 1

2013

I will not let fear hold me back when making decisions.

Dec 29

peaceloveandstarwars:

“I was walking down the boardwalk in Venice Beach and some kids had probably two litters of puppies in a cardbord box. They were maybe a day to 3 days old and she was at the very bottom of the box and she couldn’t open her eyes yet. Nearly could fit into the palm of my hand.. and they were like ‘gimme 300 dollars!’ and I was like ‘I got 20 bucks on me. Give me the one that’s not gonna make it through the day.’ And I took her to the vet and he was like ‘I don’t know, man. She’s too young, she shouldn’t be away from her mom.’ So I bottle-fed her for a month and she used to kiss her way around which is how she got her name ‘Bisou’ - it means ‘kiss’ in french. And 12 years later, here she is.”

LITERALLY JAVIER TAKE MY OVARIES LETS MAKE BABIES

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Dec 28

Alex Brewer, otherwise known as HENSE, was recently hired to create a massive mural on a historic but derelict church in a waterfront neighbourhood of Washington, D.C.

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Dec 13

I can’t sleep tonight because for the first time in a long time I’m letting myself think about my mom. I always “think” about her, in the sense one would think about a dull pain. But tonight, I’m thinking about her, in the sense that I’m thinking about the way she felt when she had died, the way she took her last breathe, the way her skin turned yellow and her hands icy cold. These are the memories that I can think about analytically; how her breathing became more and more shallow, how her skin was yellow from the tumor pushing down from her liver, and how her hands were he first to turn cold because her blood was slowly but surely not circulating anymore. I felt those hands turn cold. I felt her heart stop.

These aren’t the memories that make me tear up, make me feel physically upset. The memories that make my throat clench and make my eyes water are of those way before she was sick. Her eating a Snickers bar on her birthday (her favorite). Her showing me watercolor paintings she had made while taking a class. Her smile when she had two or more white wines. My mother, full of life. A warm body.

Nov 14

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Sep 8

I think I need to take a step back and reevaluate everything in my life at this point. I feel very very lost, and I need some clarity to keep my mind sane.

Aug 13

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