August 2011
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July 2011
New Yorkers, Ive concluded, were terrified of not being able to move forward
– The Relativity Of Discomfort By Shakira Andrea Sison
Apparently I have a new obsession with watching chick flicks really late at...
– I Just watched The Devil Wears Prada.
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How To “Follow Your Heart”
Stand perfectly still.
Wait.
Wait more.
If your heart starts pounding against your chest, this might be an indication that your heart wants to push forward. Take a step forward for every pound of your heart. At this rate, you’ll be across the state by daybreak. But after all, distance makes the heart grow fonder.
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Reasons Why You Should Get Over Your Ex
Chances are they’ve already moved on. They picked themselves up already and go through entire days without thinking of you. Their new Facebook album is pictures of them skiing with friends. I’ve looked through all of them and they’re totally sporting an “Over it” face. In an ideal world, you’d be the one skiing the slopes of I Don’t Care mountain, but you’re not. You’re still paralyzed. The...
Harry Potter Q&A: Reblog with your own answers
Your house: Gryffindor or Hufflepuff Your favorite character from the trio: Harry Potter Three other favorite characters: Harry, Sirius, Ginny Least favorite character: Umbridge, Percy, Winky Favorite book: Half Blood Prince One favorite moment: Casual Hogwarts moments. How you were introduced to the series: Listening to the second book on tape with my cousins on a road trip when I was 13. I read...
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Is there anything in that first aid kit that will help heal my shattered heart?
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Why ya gotta be so mean?
I’m pretty sure that I was a bit of a mean kid. Not the kind of kid who tortures animals or anything, but the kind who makes fun of nerds and doesn’t do anything to jeopardize my place with the cool kids. I always felt bad afterwards though. I used to get into fights with my mom and find myself saying hurtful things in hopes of getting a reaction. It felt justified until I would go to my room...