February 2011
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For Each Ecstatic Instant
For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy. For each beloved hour Sharp pittances of years, Bitter contested farthings And coffers heaped with tears
~Emily Dickinson
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I took my Power in my Hand
I took my Power in my Hand—
And went against the...
– Emily Dickinson (via itsakaylee)
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It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for...
– Rosemarie Urquico (via nikkisenecal)
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Vagina Monologues 2011
I dance to disappear, I dance to know I’m here, I dance because I’m horny, because I’m holy, because I want to forget.
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The Hot Mess Handbook - aka just make sure men are... →
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20 ways to be popular at an expensive private... →
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One More.
After great pain, a formal feeling comes-
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs-
The stiff Heart questions ‘was it He, that bore,’
And ‘Yesterday, or Centuries before’?
The Feet, mechanical, go round-
A Wooden way
Of Ground, of Air, or Ought-
Regardless grown,
a Quartz conentment, like a stone-
This is the Hour of Lead-
Remembered, if outlived,
As freezing...
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Emily Dickinson :Books.
I never was much of a fan of Emily Dickinson, but times have changed.
Because I could not stop for Death-
He kindly stopped for me-
The Carriage held but just Ourselves-
And Immortality.
We slowly drove- he knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
for His Civility-
We passed the School, where Children strove
As Recess-in the Ring-
We passed the Fields of Gazing...
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