September 2011
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Anonymous asked: what your favorite band or musician?
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Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Don’t walk in front of me; I may not...
– Albert Camus (via five-one-four)
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Anonymous asked: what the best quality about your mother?
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If you want to be respected by others the great thing is to respect yourself....
– Fyodor Dostoevsky (via misswallflower)
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This is how we do it
Watching Citizen Kane for class, working on the Tower, super high, took an extended release addy thats about to kick in any second.
This is my life. Thank you, and good morning!
Anonymous asked: On a rainy day what do you do to enjoy yourself?
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Liz Fact #9
I love hearing people talk about their families and past. Today in one of my classes, we had this sort of really emotional and open conversation about ourselves and who we are and where we are from. I just love the way people talk about those sort of things. Like I truly enjoy that everyone has different perspectives, yet that we all have some resounding similarities.
And hearing people talk...
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Just to let you guys know...
I just jumped up, off the toilet, to answer the door. Why was I in such a hurry to answer the door? I thought it was the UPS man with my new bong pieces.
Instead?
It was Jehovah’s Witnesses, and I just talked to them for 15 minutes.
Ugh, the pains of having a ground level apartment!
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Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the...
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Rainer Maria Rilke
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Where I'm From
I’m from shameful laughter
And guilt-ridden pews;
From smoky rooms
And typography rants.
I’m from reading for solace
And storytelling for sanity;
From “Act like a lady,”
And “No one will love you.”
I’m from tight greenhouse breaths
And crab apple tree swings;
From overpowering American society
And needing to be ‘right.’
I’m from dreams about deer
And yearning for silence;
From the love of my...
Serious case of the Monday's
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Liz & Tracy Laugh Off
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Anonymous asked: How do you feel about the herp?
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Mhm.
Girl,
I know
what it’s like
to feel
super fly.
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Rilo Kiley and Sour Diesel.
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Frantic Sadness
Sometimes I get this overhaul of
Pockets of sadness.
They come,
flying at me,
looming,
casting shadows all over my face.
They’re hot.
I juggle them.
Searching to find somewhere
To put them all.
I shove them
into cupboards,
I push them
into holes,
I thrust them
away from my body.
They come back.
All they want
is to become tears,
to become sobs,
to become unbearable
...
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Anonymous asked: ugh Liz, you're so awesome for words. Why don't I know you in person? Because I wish I did haha.
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Mid-Grilled-Cheese-Egg-Sandwich Making...
My stove turns off. And so did 90% of everything electrical in my apartment. So…uh. Half-cooked eggs and no melted cheese? No.
Chilling in the Tower office until these bitches fix my electricity.