March 2012
407 posts
Isn't it odd to think that the person that you may...
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Heinz Holliger - Sonata for...
Anonymous asked: you play oboe!(: hurray! (me too...) haha but anyways i love your blog! and you're pretty cute too ;)
Anonymous asked: Don't ever change! Be yourself always!!! because you are fantastically cute, funny, and charming! I love your blog <3
Is it that artists become depressed, Or the depressed become artists? Digging deeper into their imaginative burrows, Never admitting but rather expressing To no one, yet everyone Of their fatal gift. The fatal gift that engages their pain, And initiates scarlet tears Through their tired moans The fatal gift that causes others to smile, as they never see the creator Hidden in the shadow behind...
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It always makes me optimistic when I find someone...
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February 2012
476 posts
Nights Like These
Nights like these I scour my memories For images of you and I
And all the love And all the radiance And all the hopes; no more
Nights like these Lucid reveries Taunt with unrequited sentiments
And all the joy And all the good And all the colours; no more
Nights like these Earl grey and widow black Luna’s eclipse is forever, seemingly
How my medication affects me:
Monday- 118 lbs...........
Tuesday- 120 lbs....................
Wednesday- 124 lbs..................................
Thursday- 126 lbs................................................
Friday- 123 lbs..................................
Saturday- 119 lbs................
Sunday- 116 lbs.........
Every. Fucking. Week.
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I need to find someone to go with me Saturday :( ... →
I might even be able to get a couple free tickets!
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Okay guys, because I want y'all to see something...
It’s seriously embarrassing.
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Anonymous asked: You like Regina Spektor?!?! My love for you just increased by so much.
Anonymous asked: You're cuter than a sparkle threaded oboe reed ;)
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Why would anyone want to date an oboist anyway?
We are misunderstood creatures that are sensitive and defensive about our art.
We spend so much time practicing, making reeds, rehearsing..
We are fucking crazy.
Tremendous degrees of social awkwardness.
Did I miss any?
Something funny that happened today.
So I was leaving the school at about 12:30, and was walking by student parking, when a mini van full of guys come driving up to me. One screams out the window “OH YOU HAVE TO BE GAY,” and the other ones laugh and make stupid comments, whatever. The funny thing is that while they weren’t paying attention to where they were driving, they almost ran into a pole. I wish they...
