December 2010
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My God, Chris Thile, one day I will be as talented...
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I feel like I’ve completely abandoned my Tumblr, the past week. I have not abandoned it, I just haven’t had much time to be on here. Or write. My days have been consumed with work, recording with my beautiful man, and playing mandolin (in the little free time that I’ve had). I’ll—hopefully—be writing some music, soon.
eighthofjune-deactivated2011031 asked: Girl, where do you work?
kissmeanubis asked: You're adorable I just want to hug you. Except maybe when I'm not sick, I'd rather not get you sick too.
kissmeanubis asked: You're adorable I just want to hug you. Except maybe when I'm not sick, I'd rather not get you sick too.
eighthofjune-deactivated2011031 asked: Girl, where do you work?
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Okay, okay, I lied the last time I said that my...
eighthofjune-deactivated2011031 asked: Thought you should know, I definitely snacked on some toasty turkey-pepper jack-ranch sammich.Thought of you. Thought of you again when my cherry coke tasted like shisha. Girl, we need to get together some random time someday, for old time sake.
eighthofjune-deactivated2011031 asked: Thought you should know, I definitely snacked on some toasty turkey-pepper jack-ranch sammich.Thought of you. Thought of you again when my cherry coke tasted like shisha. Girl, we need to get together some random time someday, for old time sake.
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Sometimes I can be extraordinarily whiney: I'm...
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His eyes were dark, unlike the bright, greenish-blue that they usually were; they looked sad. His arms wrapped around her waist—tightly—as he shivered against the cold, basement air. Their conversation was not dull, but it was rigid, at best. They spoke of life and the paths they would take if a tree fell down and blocked the road. They spoke of love, in laughter. They spoke of death;...
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seaofgrace:
Through the...
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This is a stupid rant. Do not read this.
Christmas was a success. I got more than what I planned on getting and my parents spent more on me than they needed to. I regret tearing the tag off of my new pea-coat, because I know my parents need that money. I feel awful for letting my mom order my Toms, because I didn’t know she had gotten me many other things. I want to apologize that she...
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This is bittersweet.
I awoke, only to find my lungs empty and my bedside cold as stone, where you’d lie; keeping my feet warm and my eyes not-so dry. I sat up, got out of bed, made my coffee, and let my hair air dry, instead of going to church where I knew I wouldn’t find you. I arranged some other plans for me tonight.
I’ll be riding on that wave, down the river, off to meet you, somewhere we know we’ll be safe. I...
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Ten Thousand - John Mark...
I cannot wait until I arrive I at your house—this evening—wrap my arms around you, and give you the biggest kiss you’ve ever received. You are the only thing I need. But knowing that I will have a mandolin of my own, in my arms (in roughly an hour), makes me want to crap my pants. I just want my brother and sister, their mates, and children, to get here so I can have my mandolin....
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I'll make this short and sweet.
Dear beautiful boy, This is OUR first Christmas. And I am eternally grateful. You truly have no idea how wonderful you are. Nor do you understand how much I love you. And how lucky I am to know someone as perfect as you. You are the most beautiful person on this earth. Thank you, for always being so good to me. HAPPY CHRISTMAS. Love, Your truly
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Cory Morris, you are the most beautiful human...
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I'd like to keep you; right here, always, and...
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I forgot I had a knot on my head; I just hit it...
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I'm bringing bring the music for "Skeleton Bones"...
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Carbon Ribs-John Mark McMillan
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So I decided that I wanted to get him a legitimate...
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He is the most beautiful, talented human being...
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Sunrise, Sunset//Bright Eyes
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Tense. Tints. Tents. Sense. Since. Scents.
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She puckered her lips, leaving just enough space for air to escape. Embers descended from the edge of the table, carefully falling into their right places on her lap. Her eyes danced between the ball of smoked—that clouded her vision—and his beautiful eyes. His hands were steady as he relieved her full hands, taking the hose into his own; she watched him carefully, filling his lungs...
It’s been 3 or 4 days since I’ve written anything on here. I feel awful, but I haven’t had any time. Work is consuming my life, now that my first semester of college is over. 3.54 GPA? Thank you for ruining my perfect score Dennis Miller. Hopefully I’ll be on here in the next few days. Holiday season is hectic.
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