February 2012
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“I am afraid of getting older … I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from...”
– Sylvia Plath, written in 1949 at age 17 (via unchastes)
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I TEND TO DATE SOCIOPATHS
and also any one of the following: Compulsive Liars Narcissists  Man-whores guys with the “I don’t give a shit” syndrome 
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LOOK AT ALL THOSE TWAMPS ON TV
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She’s likely got a pretty low threshold for...
because well, she’s not giving it to you, why give it to her? She’s heard most of the lines, she’s been through the ups and downs and at some point, you just stop caring about the games. The awesome thing about being independent is that, even if you weren’t there, she’d still be doing all the same things. Yep, that’s right, she’s making a choice to be with you, to talk to you, to spend time with...
Feb 1st
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January 2012
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adventures-with-alison asked: Hey Melissa! You just started following me on The Daily Soundtrack so I decided to check your blog out. Talk about a small world - I'm William and Mary '11 as well! Alison :)
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offensieve: i really want to just walk into the shower fully clothed and turn it on and get soaked and sit on the floor and cry like they do in films it looks fulfilling
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O Captain! My Captain! Walt Whitman
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won;  The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,  While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:  But O heart! heart! heart!  O the bleeding drops of red,  Where on the deck my Captain lies,  Fallen cold and dead.  O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the...
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