May 2013
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“You’ve (d)evolved from being just a recurring memory to a constant thought...”
– The Strangest Stranger, Always the coward
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“Smile. I always find the world half a shade brighter when you do.”
– The Strangest Stranger, too optimistic for someone pessimistic
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“Sometimes, when one is moving silently through such an utterly desolate...”
– Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
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April 2013
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She is and I am not.
mattsjustaroundthecorner:
She is poetry; ethereal no matter how many times I try to understand this metaphor with a beating heart. I may never will— still I read on her verses and difinitive line breaks even when I am not a poet myself. When I can never deny she was written so hauntingly beautiful.
March 2013
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Giveaway: Signed copy of Miss Peregrine's Home For...
filmsandreveries:
Hi guys! It’s been a week since the amazing author of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, Ransom Riggs, had his book signing. As you may or may not know, I had two copies signed. So as a book lover who wants to share books with other book lovers too (okay i’m so repetitive), I’m doing a giveaway!
The main prize is, of course, a signed copy of Miss Peregrine’s Home For...
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February 2013
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Dear Stranger,
I tried to tell them. I swear I tried. But the words were just stuck there. Stubborn as always. So when words fail me, I let my actions do all the talking. Turns out, I’m not an effective actor either.
But I need to let you know what I can’t tell them. I need to let someone know.
Know that I can’t stay here any longer. There’s too much history. Too many unresolved issues. Too much going on here...
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Another spur of the moment dumbness by the... →
Thoughts? I am now incapable of such. All I feel is outrage.
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I can watch the sunset on my own.
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January 2013
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“I get easily motivated but a little less inspired and a tad distracted. Always.”
– The Strangest Stranger, On defending procrastination issues.
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Dear Stranger,
Let me tell you about the night an almost familiar stranger asked me, “What if you never came that night and ended up caving in to (your) doubts?”
I never looked her way. I never even had the courage to steal a quick glance at her face. Was she smiling then? Were her eyes fixated on the pavement like mine? Carefully making sure not to step on any of the cracks? Was she looking forward...
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Five Random Almost-Facts About The Strangest...
(Tagged by the lovely lensandlyrics)
I play the guitar and the ukulele.
I once had a plan of taking over the world, and I mean I had literally mapped every single thing from the start until my great escape and a backup plan in the case that I get caught.
I walk slowly.
I’m a Nocturnal Creature who leaves everybody hanging but always end up being the one left behind. But I’m fine...
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December 2012
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Dear Stranger,
You should be warned that I am fond of lengthy introductions and misguided parallelisms. But not this time. You see, right now time is of the essence. And right now, time is passing me by, or so they say.
I have spent countless nights writing letters to the unknown. Letters that would try to expose the coward that spawns half-baked lies. Letters that would mark the beginning of a pseudo-perfect...
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Mumford & Sons - Cousins (Cover)
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“I urge you to stop believing in Santa Claus. He only gives you what you...”
– The Grinch in me says so.
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November 2012
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