March 2011
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i can’t say anything without people getting pissed off, or having them mock me for saying it.
maybe i should just stop talking.
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architecture related rant.
i don’t get how some fancy brick work is supposed to make me feel connected to other people…wait…….what? bricks are supposed to “symbolize” and “represent” “connecting and blurring boundaries”? i don’t……it doesn’t make sense….how is that architecture? fancy brick to me…is just fancy brick. a brick wall...
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my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark.
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I've been recommended for a summer internship.
It is 10-12 weeks, paid, and they might actually have me working from New Orleans rather than New York, but thats just a maybe.
So sweet.
Bye bye New Jersey for the summer, maybe..
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Happiness is never forever. Deal and survive.
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cute ☑ pretty ☑
beautiful ☐
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nope. never.
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34444.) i love your scent.
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There’s a fire starting in my heart reaching a fever pitch and it’s bringing me out the dark. Finally I can see you crystal clear. Go head and sell me out and I’ll lay your ship bare. See how I leave with every piece of you. Don’t underestimate the things that I will do. The scars of your love remind me of us. They keep me thinking that we almost had it all. The scars of...
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I don't normally do this.
But I have to get my opinion out somehow.
Based on the events of today, I wonder how many beautiful, unique, and innovative ideas have been discarded and never fulfilled because when most ‘architects’ are given choices, they ask themselves “which will be easier to do?” instead of asking themselves “which choice is the most challenging, yet overall groundbreaking...
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Brand New on April 30th.
ihgfdghvbjnkljhtxhedfchgvjh <3 :D
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Christian Bale in the Fighter...
<3
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looking to buy a ukulele.
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If people thought you were dying, they gave you their full attention. If this might be the last time they saw you, they really saw you. Everything else about their checkbook balance and radio songs and messy hair went out the window. You had their full attention. People listened instead of just waiting for their turn to speak. And when they spoke, they weren’t telling you a story. When the two...
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there is a pleasure in the pathless woods;
there is a rapture on the lonely shore;
there is society, where none intrudes;
by the deep sea, and music in its roar;
i love not man the less, but Nature more.
-lord byron