March 2011
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reflectivedownpour asked: is your background Tokyo? It looks awfully familiar.
February 2011
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One of my friends once told me that my life was...
He’s wrong.
I believe in quite a bit.
I believe a pen will always go out at the least convenient time. I believe in saving ticket stubs. I believe in the therapeutic powers of long walks and letter writing. I believe in cheap jewelry and underwear that makes you feel sexy. I believe in all the naïve things that superheroes say and all of the principles you abandon when its time to get a “real...
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Sometimes I feel like i’m losing it.
I used to sink into my stories. Drown in them. Poetry would tingle like salt water in my throat and for a day, or for an hour, I’d just float.
Now what I create consists of overdone ideas and recycled imagry and clever tricks that hint at a meaning that probably isn’t there.
Maybe I just need a new project to be passionate about.
“Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree,...”
– Albert Einstein (via onehelloworld)
Color me cliche...
But I like using a pen.
There’s something comforting in knowing what you write is permanent.
Anonymous asked: Mac, your soul is beautiful.
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memories.
“I hate scrapbooks”
“Why? They preserve memories.”
“Everyone is always smiling in every damn picture. We weren’t always that happy.”
“It’s better than looking at old photographs, where no-one bears their teeth. Everyone from the 19th century must’ve forgotten how to laugh.”
“Now we’ve forgotten how to hide our unhappiness.”
She flipped a section and chuckled.
“You always know though. Look. There...
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The Halloways—-Jukebox Sunshine
This was...
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Note to self and everyone else out there:
itsjustindie:
You know those certain songs that you prefer to listen to by yourself? Those which you blare in the car, or in your room and just sit and listen. The songs you absolutely genuinely love?
Never dedicate those to anyone. No matter how much you think it may fit, or how much you love them. Don’t.
Keep them, for yourself. Only yourself. It’s one thing that’s OK to be selfish about.
I...
supercoup-deactivated20120710 asked: I just read your latest piece, "Art"... it was incredible. Thank you so much for writing, and sharing what you write. :)
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Art.
She disrobed—lovingly stroking the USSR and running her thumb over the Nile. Perhaps if she continued her ministrations that veinish river would run, detracting her from that bead of sweat cascading down the crook of her back. Right now it just looked like a faded break in concrete.
“Stop fidgeting,” Markus muttered, without looking up at her. She didn’t understand why he even wanted her there...
infinitii asked: Hey, bekah here.
Just wanted to say that your first degree of six was honestly beyond intriguing to me. It was extremely well written and exactly what I'd like to read. So keep posting more? :) Or at least, let me know when you publish a book.
P.s., I like you, too. You seem a very kind soul, and I appreciate that. Especially since I actually know you in real life as opposed to...
Just wanted to say that your first degree of six was honestly beyond intriguing to me. It was extremely well written and exactly what I'd like to read. So keep posting more? :) Or at least, let me know when you publish a book.
P.s., I like you, too. You seem a very kind soul, and I appreciate that. Especially since I actually know you in real life as opposed to...
hitstreetsmakebeats asked: Hi, Mac. I don't think I know you (I hope I don't, because otherwise this is pretty awkward) but you seem cool from what I can tell by stalking your tumblr. Teach me who you are.
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Devendra Banhart——Lover
For some...
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“Even nothing cannot last forever.”
– American Gods, Neil Gaiman (via neilgaiman)
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Dear Prudence—-The Beatles
I’m just...
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Sarah Jaffe—-Clementine
“I wish I was...
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6 degrees: Degree 1
I recently found a story I was working on a year ago. The idea was to write 6 stories that were all connected, following the 6 degree theory, jokingly referenced to Kevin Bacon. I only got one, through. But I’m determined to write one a day until I’m finished.
Now this is from a year ago, so its a bit rough. But I like the...
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anyone want to talk? →
I’ve been on this site for months and I feel like I still haven’t gotten to know anyone.
Date a girl who reads. →
literarycollective:
littlebirdsings:
crepuscularswagger:
An article by Rosemarie Urquico: Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve. Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she...
you can't be happy and self pitying at the same...
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arghhh...
So I have this super awesome kindofbadass model UN conference this weekend :)
but that means i’m off tumblr until monday :(
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So here's how I feel about sexuality...
First, i’d like to start off saying that if I HAD to classify myself into one of societies previously established labels, I’d call myself straight.
But I’ve always felt we look too much at sex and not enough at people.
To be honest, I think that when you fall in love with someone, you fall in love with the person that they are.
For example, if I were to describe a man I was in...
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“I think that’s what it’s like with all our dreams and our...”
– A Beautiful Mind
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Emmy The Great—-Where Is My Mind? (Pixies...
the-final-minute asked: Heya, your poetry is teh orsms. That is all ^o^
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[writersblock]
my well’s dried up
and the ink that used to flow through my veins
has all shriveled on paper:
scrolls crumpled down and left next to want ads
and evangelical texts on the bottom of my trash bin.
and when my ballpoint blood runs out and my poets throat has cracked
i’m left to whisper similes and pretend that the dry air I see before me
will grow to be a cloud of preservation and will...
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reccomend me a movie?
It’s a snowday tomorrow, and all I really want is to wrap myself up in a blanket, eat some mac and cheese, and watch something brilliant.
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limbo
she tiptoed alongside sunset:
a solar powered bad lands.
a collective heat created by sweat
and mildew, and morning dew
and warm clouds sighed by god
and as she strutted between
the carcasses of crows who flew too close
she wondered whether she wished she were sane
and all of what she saw was truth
or whether it was safer to be mad.
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I had to send in a paper by midnight tonight. I...
