View from the ferry on my way home last night. #sanfrancisco #baybridge

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My second grade teacher liked to ask us,
“How do you feel today, on a scale of one to ten?”
Ten always meant I’m super, thank you
and one was always not today, Mrs. MacAuley, not today.
But I never liked numbers, they would always
twist and rebel against my mind so I chose
to speak in colors instead.

January third - I am the color
of mint chocolate chip ice cream
but I’ve eaten all the chocolate chips.
I am calm.

February seventh - I am a bruise of
blues and violets today. I think it would
be best if I sat by the window.
These are unhappy colors.

April eleventh - I am turquoise, I am magenta,
I am every color in the rainbow.

April thirtieth - I am gray, I am silent.

May first - I am orange, the color of melting
creamsicles on a beach in July.

June twelfth - I am as yellow as the school bus
that will bring me home to summer. I am free.

Twelve years later, I still use colors.
The winter makes me feel cobalt blue, the ocean
turns me a seafoam green. Violets and purples
leave me uneasy and scarlet is a fever of fury.
Some nights I drown in shades of navy, denim,
and cornflower but other nights I meditate in forests of
harlequin and shamrock.

But you,
you leave me a blinding white followed by a soft yellow:
the color of sunlight after a period of darkness.

Kelsey Danielle, “A Diary of Colors”  (via pigmenting)
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"Intimacy is not who you let touch your genitalia. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are."
—Unknown (via intensional)
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"I’m scared of everything. I’m scared of what I saw, I’m scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I’m scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I’m with you."

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On my way to San Diego! A fun mini-vacation before I start grad school in 2 weeks.

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"Home is no longer
a place that you recognize,
but its a feeling
in your chest.
You can’t tell
if you’ve started to make homes
out of people,
and you can’t tell
if that was a mistake."
—home ; s.m. (via styleshockey)
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"There is a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in."
—Leonard Cohen, Selected Poems, 1956-1968
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"One day it just gets better. There’s no explanation or reason why . You just wake up and you’re not angry anymore."
—Unknown (via pursuitofbeing)
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"I’m just gonna bullshit it."
—my life motto for the past 20 years (via beyleesis)