February 2012
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let me count the ways
thoughts of arms interlocking, goosebumps rippling down my skin
and everything i’ve missed for the past few minutes, hours, days, months
i’ve been watching films by myself, with other people, for too long
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i don't know how to categorise this
i feel safe inside my room and that is all i want/need to know. there’s such a disconnect between the warm glow of my heater and the sardonic wind outside - i.e. ‘blow hard or blow home’, and i know quite a few friends who would take that out of context, whether that is their intention or otherwise. i’m getting increasingly socially lazy and nights out literally fill me...
On Being Blog: Do Nothing for Lent and Be Grateful →
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by Amy Ruth Schacht, guest contributor
Ash Wednesday is today, inaugurating this year’s season of Lent. Cultural customs dictate “giving something up” for Lent. Without any meaningful or theological reflection, it becomes…
On Being Blog: Living in a Material World: Lent... →
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by Debra Dean Murphy, guest contributor
Remember you are soil, and to soil you shall return. ~Gen. 3:19
The language of “spiritual journey” is commonplace in describing the season of Lent — the 40-day pilgrimage Christians…
“When we complain about men raping, abusing, harassing, and refusing us our human...”
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just a little bit tired and worn out, with the constant expectation that i’ll just be mediocre at best, so why even try? and then i slap myself in the face, get another coffee, and realise that some people have put in more effort than i have in my entire uni career to even get to uni. so what the fuck am i complaining about? so what if i’m mediocre at best? isn’t that what...
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thoughts on valentine's day
although i don’t subscribe to the idea of valentine’s day, here’s my 2-cents worth:
facebook on vday is extremely irritating. you’d think the ultimate objective of giving someone flowers is to surprise them and make their day, but apparently mobile uploading a photo of said flowers and seeing how many likes this photo can garner is much more important.
also, the fact that...
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ixora
i have a few leaves sitting on a shelf at home. when i was 5, i watched as my sister plucked some big leaves off a tree in our garden, and dunked them in a bucket full of bleach. they floated gently on the surface, and i thought, ‘why is she doing that?’ but when you’re young and full of questions, people often tire of answering you. a few hours later, she came back and...
