Musings...

I'm Courtney. I go to USF.
Nov 22
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Even more, I had never meant to love him. One thing I truly knew-knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest-was how love gave someone the power to break you. I’d been broken beyond repair.
— New Moon-Third Wheel
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Up with your turret
Aren’t we just terrified?
Shale, screen your worry from what you won’t ever find

Don’t let it fool you
Don’t let it fool you…down
Down’s sitting round, folds in the gown

Sea and the rock below
Cocked to the undertow
Bones blood and teeth erode, with every crashing node

Wings wouldn’t help you
Wings wouldn’t help you…down
Down fills the ground, gravity’s proud

You barely are blinking
Wagging your face around
When’d this just become a mortal home?

Won’t, won’t, won’t, won’t

Won’t let you talk me
Won’t let you talk me…down
Will pull it taut, nothing let out

— rosalyn- bon iver&st. vincent
Nov 21
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Let me lay beside you, Darling
Let me be your man
And let our bodies intertwine
But always understand
Everything, Everything ends
— Death Cab for Cutie- Meet Me at the Equinox
Nov 18
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It’s not in the words you told me
It’s all in the way you looked at me.
— Dancing in the Rearview-As Tall As Lions
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At tumblr meetups, do people talk face-to-face or just sit next to eachother and reblog conversation? I'm confused.

kbels:

golden-and-delicious:

kbels:

(via betweennowandforever)

THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT QUESTION OF THE DAY

Don’t be silly, Kelly. There’s a) nowhere near enough tumblrs in the Tampa Bay area (that I know of - Please prove me wrong, T(ampa)umblrs!) and b) not enough organization from those of us IN the Tampa bay area to worry about this.

Josh has challenged us. Let us prevail.

Tampa tumblr here…I’m always jealous of the other tumblr meet-ups:(

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Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
— Waking up-New Moon
Nov 16
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What I want, from this, is learn to let go..
— Damien Rice (via ttinutks) (via justlia) (via quote-book)
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(via sarahcreek)
Nov 14
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I only know that I belong
Where you are
Nov 11
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Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Where is the love?
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Who put these bodies between us?
— metric-calculation theme