February 2012
27 posts
Feb 29th
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They always warned us of the dangers of becoming cynical—it’s addicting.  Ending up a little more bitter than we ever thought possible.  More jaded, more angry.  Choosing to wallow in the sadness than listen to the voices that try to pull you back from the darkness.  It becomes a routinely comfort.  It consumes us.
Feb 27th
Feb 27th
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One Percent Education
The emphasis on personal achievement has done more than turn the admissions process into a race to rack up résumé points; more important, to the extent that elite colleges set the pace, it is turning the educational culture into one that stresses individual perfection instead of one that stresses social improvement. Because graduate schools and the best jobs often require extraordinary...
Feb 24th
Feb 24th
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Pain breeds strength. Trust your struggles.
Feb 24th
Feb 24th
Feb 23rd
Love is Easy. Relationships are Hard.
by Kelly Zen-Yie Tsai If the timing is right. If the communication is clear. If the desires are the same. If the geography can be condensed. If the eating habits are compatible. If the sleep schedule can be arranged. If the friends are not trifling. If the exes are not crazy. If the toilet bowl stays scrubbed. If the taxes are paid. If the credit isn’t shot. If the papers are legit. If the...
Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 21st
Feb 19th
Feb 18th
Envelop me in the warmth of your folds and cover up my sins with your arms.  Every high I chase, it’s so I can be reminded for a small second of what this, this, feels like.
Feb 18th
Feb 17th
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Feb 16th
Feb 13th
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Feb 10th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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The art of living contently with others consists of avoiding what we really want to say.  The disconnect between language and communication makes for a beautifully static painting.  Like the ones you see hung up in an empty museum.  The ones you look at, but are forbidden to touch.
Feb 9th
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Feb 7th
Feb 6th
I truly believe that the moment we stop being skeptics about love, that is when we allow ourselves to love completely and wholly.  I never realized when the start of these moments occurred, we just kept going until one day, I realized that my life had become so intertwined with his, that it was hard to go through the day without associating some part of it that related to him.  It’s kind of...
Feb 6th
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 2nd
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Feb 1st
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