December 2011
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it is a rare occurrence when i get an inbox...
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everyone else: i'm getting an ipad and a laptop and $300 worth of clothes and...
me: MASTER HAS GIVEN DOBBY A SOCK
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Grit.
This is the text I woke up to after talking with my dad last night about the interview I’ll be having tomorrow for an organization which teaches English in Asia. Understand that my dad and I have only been able to speak openly with each other for the last few years and that it still only rarely happens. “I’m so glad you are doing what you want to do in life. Some folks want...
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“I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your...”
– Charles Bukowski   (via anditslove)
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Crossing a sexual lines is something I think about all the time. The proverbial, nebulous “they” say it’s because I’m a man, but I think it probably has more to do with the fact that I’m a lucid being. Maybe we think about it because we crave intimacy, and maybe we crave intimacy because that entails safety. He is giving you his undivided attention. She has chosen you...
Dec 1st
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