Mouthful of Diamonds

pleoros: Julia Caffarena - Paris

Thu, 16 May 2013 21:36:06 -0700

Julia Caffarena - Paris

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Mon, 13 May 2013 21:00:34 -0700

10 ways to get over him

Mon, 13 May 2013 20:52:28 -0700

1. Take yourself out to dinner and buy two bottles of fancy wine, then down them in gulps while you wait for the appetizers to arrive. Order the most expensive entrees; try something new-duck slathered in plum sauce, leg of lamb with fresh parsley on the side. Then smile at all the other patrons as they watch you enjoy that slice of thick, luscious chocolate cake like you used to enjoy his mouth.

2. Don’t send him any drunk texts you’d regret. Text him sober and impress him with your knowledge of legal jargon; tell him he has 24 hours to get out of your apartment before you throw his laptop out the window.

3. Leave voicemails on his machine in which all he can hear is the sound of you breathing, soft, hushed, until he has to count the seconds between pauses. Make it ten minutes long, so he has to wait until the very end of the message just to find out you never said a damn word.

4. Go outside in the middle of a lightning storm and take all your clothes off; wait for the rain to drench you and turn your face up to it, open your mouth and let it all in. Dance out there in the rain, as the lightning pulses across the sky like a heartbeat, and let all the water wash away his taste from your mouth, his hands from your body. Let them fade into the past like mistakes erased from an exam.

5. Write every single nasty thing you’ve ever wanted to say to him since the breakup on a tiny scrap of paper and shove it into a glass bottle, then throw it out to sea where it will bob over the waves for months, perhaps even years. Let your words slowly float in the middle of the wide open sea until the bottle crashes into a cluster of sharp rocks, cracks open, and your words sink to the bottom of the ocean, where they swiftly drown.

6. Go shopping, by yourself, and buy two of the hottest little black dresses you can find. Actually, buy a third one too, and make it bright red. And get a pair of heels to match. After all, who knows when they might come in handy?

7. Rip up all his mixtapes, tear them into pieces like confetti and flush them down the toilet. Make yourself a new mixtape instead, this time a revenge one. Dance to it at night when the tenants below you are asleep; let every shake of your hips be another reason why he should have stayed.

8. Realize that in a loving relationship, the boyfriend should never have a spare girlfriend for the first. Understand that you were the spare girlfriend, and that you have every right to remove someone toxic from your life.

9. Go on a roadtrip to Ohio or Washington and climb a mountain; stand at the very pinnacle and shout his name at the top of your lungs, until the wind carries it away.

10. For every photo he posts of his new girlfriend on his Facebook page, post one of your own-you, standing there smiling in your new red dress. Don’t get a fake boyfriend to pose with or hold hands with; the only person in that photo should be you. Show him you’re happier single than you ever were together.

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Fri, 10 May 2013 22:51:46 -0700

what class did you have kim for?

Thu, 09 May 2013 20:45:06 -0700

alg2/trig sophomore year!

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Wed, 08 May 2013 23:07:40 -0700

I was ready to die a violent death

Wed, 08 May 2013 22:02:55 -0700

+but then kim said all the boys i pick don’t match my personality type and are bad for me and i must prove him wrong

+he also said he would be offended if i didn’t invite him to my wedding

+the guy that only wear a teal or purple button up that always comes in to pelkeys room whose name i still don’t know told me that life always gets better and that was the first time that overused statement actually made me feel better

+but pelkey doesn’t fail to remind me that the end is near

+why are teachers my best friends????

+we learned about addiction today in physio and i think i might be addicted to you

+remember that scene in order of phoenix when hermione tells ron he has an emotional range of a teaspoon? sometimes i wish i had that!!!!

+anika’s excitement makes me feel all warm and happy inside

+DERP POWERS UNITE

+be prepared humZA

+on another note will someone come watch all the terrence malick films with me pls?

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Wed, 08 May 2013 20:43:22 -0700

+Went to pervz’s house and watched Taylor Swift music videos by the fireplace and his mom made me chai+She only speaks to me in hindi and then tells me how to respond in hindi so I will become a hindi pro in about a month+Tried to sneakily fondle when she went downstairs but his sister was spying on us+Fell asleep on the couch while he worked

Tue, 07 May 2013 16:07:15 -0700

whAt was the point of THIS?????????

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Tue, 07 May 2013 15:21:19 -0700

cheriroohi: see you there :) tickets will be sold at brunch.

Tue, 07 May 2013 15:04:13 -0700

cheriroohi:

see you there :) tickets will be sold at brunch.

I ate a lot of oreos today

Tue, 07 May 2013 14:30:00 -0700

+without the cream because thats the best

+prem made a huge cream ball out of the cream i didn’t eat and put it back in between the two chocolate cookies and it was pretty gross

+he admitted he appreciates my presence though (sort of)

+kim showed me his old id cards to make me laugh cuz he definitely looked like a rapist

+pelkey said my mood hair looked extra moody today and I told him about my struggles

+and he told me stories about people with half a head and serial killer boyfriends and grandmas on shrooms

+i like to think my hair is like janie’s from their eyes were watching god

+maybe i’ll cut it all off

+it was more of a slap in the face for you than for me because you still have unreciprocated feelings but i donut care

+i’m excited for our very last fashion show

+i started sleeping on the other end of my bed because beena auntie said my head should face the south so the magnetic force of the earth won’t mess me up

+i guess its working?

+caterpie has evolved into metapod

+i want more caterpillars i’m not ready for this one to turn into a butterfly yet no stop don’t leave me

+i finally found a buddy that’ll watch human centipede and other disturbing movies with me

+my parents got a hammock for the backyard but it isn’t those lame ones that keep tipping over

+my mom has been on this redecorating spree and she painted the end of the hallway bright green and made a family tree thing and it’s pretty cool

+i can’t imagine being able to pack up this entire room and move away

+my body is sore

+there is a bruise on my leg and it’s been there for two weeks but it doesn’t hurt like a bruise and i don’t know what it is

+i want to draw pictures of your eyes forever

+and i want to cuddle in ur gloominess

+because gloomy weather makes me gloomy

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Tue, 07 May 2013 13:10:54 -0700

sosuperawesome: Kevin Russ, Traveling And Paying The Bills With...

Mon, 06 May 2013 22:46:14 -0700

sosuperawesome:

Kevin Russ, Traveling And Paying The Bills With iPhoneography

A couple years ago I discovered Kevin Russ on Flickr. I love his portrait work and his use of natural light. I hadn’t seen much from him on Flickr in a while and just the other day I found out why. Kevin has been traveling the United States, shooting landscape photography with just his iPhone, and living off the print sales.

I must admit I am jealous of Kevin’s current life. He hops in his car, looks at a map of places he wants to go in this country, and takes off. When he gets there he photographs what he sees, predominantly landscapes and nature, and most of which he shoots on his iPhone. He is a contributor to iStockphoto as well as sells his prints on his Society 6 page. Check out his work, in my opinion it is absolutely beautiful. He also has a new flickr for his mobile photos, check it out! I think his work is a prime example of the fact that it isn’t about the camera, it’s about the photographer.

"For each person there is a sentence—a series of words—which has the power to destroy him."

Mon, 06 May 2013 20:47:10 -0700

“For each person there is a sentence—a series of words—which has the power to destroy him.”

- Philip K. Dick

modern-age-fakir: A series titled “A Slum called Hollywood” by...

Sun, 05 May 2013 12:56:04 -0700

modern-age-fakir:

A series titled “A Slum called Hollywood” by Kannagi Khanna

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1. I’m lonely so I do lonely things. 2. Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the...

Thu, 02 May 2013 22:30:15 -0700

1. I’m lonely so I do lonely things.

2. Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same.

3. You hate women, just like your father and his father, so it runs in your blood.

4. I was wandering the derelict car park of your heart looking for a ride home.

5. You’re a ghost town I’m too patriotic to leave.

6. I stay because you’re the beginning of the dream I want to remember.

7. I didn’t call him back because he likes his girls voiceless.

8. It’s not that he wants to be a liar; it’s just that he doesn’t know the truth.

9. I couldn’t love you, you were a small war.

10. We covered the smell of loss with jokes.

11. I didn’t want to fail at love like our parents.

12. You made the nomad in me build a house and stay.

13. I’m not a dog.

14. We were trying to prove our blood wrong.

15. I was still lonely so I did even lonelier things.

16. Yes, I’m insecure, but so was my mother and her mother.

17. No, he loves me he just makes me cry a lot.

18. He knows all of my secrets and still wants to kiss me.

19. You were too cruel to love for a long time.

20. It just didn’t work out.

21. My dad walked out one afternoon and never came back.

22. I can’t sleep because I can still taste him in my mouth.

23. I cut him out at the root, he was my favorite tree, rotting, threatening the foundations of my home.

24. The women in my family die waiting.

25. Because I didn’t want to die waiting for you.

26. I had to leave, I felt lonely when he held me.

27. You’re the song I rewind until I know all the words and I feel sick.

28. He sent me a text that said “I love you so bad.”

29. His heart wasn’t as beautiful as his smile. 30. We emotionally manipulated one another until we thought it was love.

31. Forgive me, I was lonely so I chose you.

32. I’m a lover without a lover.

33. I’m lovely and lonely.

34. I belong deeply to myself.”

— Warsan Shire, “34 Excuses For Why We Failed At Love”

here.

Thu, 02 May 2013 22:21:47 -0700

I have heard there are sleeping mountains

in the sound of russian rain and trains whose drivers
tell stories in the chug, chug, of running away.

we are like oranges, our rings have peeled
and fallen to the floor to collect dust and fallen things
and we are waiting until the sweetness spills too,
knowing that one day we will let it.

but we are also tasting, letting one another’s
skin dissolve beneath our tongues and steal away
the trinkets we find in each other’s bones
for the jars on our shelves at home

and there is something to say for running away
and russian rain with impatience sewn into its hems
but there are entire poems to write on
just staying and I like that.

I like that.

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Thu, 02 May 2013 15:54:15 -0700

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Wed, 01 May 2013 22:57:49 -0700