moth·er·fuck·er

ˈməT͟Hərˌfəkər/

noun

NORTH AMERICAN vulgar slang

a despicable or very unpleasant person or thing.
"he is such a petulant motherfucker"

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Posted by Leanna - Wednesday, August 24, 2016 - 2:12pm


"

At night I read and write,
and things I have never understood become clear."
- Annie Dillard

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Posted by Leanna - Wednesday, August 17, 2016 - 10:48pm


you're almost there.

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Posted by Leanna - Tuesday, August 16, 2016 - 6:01am


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This is the strangest life I've ever known.

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Posted by Leanna - Tuesday, August 16, 2016 - 5:34am


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2016/08/14, 11:56 a.m. 

There will forever be a place in my heart 
for everyone I've ever loved, 
even if that means 
I would go out of my way 
to avoid them.  

x

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Posted by Leanna - Monday, August 15, 2016 - 2:22am


Dreaming of a flight of birds sometimes demonstrates you feeling a deeply intuitive sense of connection with many others, all being moved by life through you.  Flying indicates you are current rising above something; escape from a feeling of entrapment; or leaving behind something you fear.  Independence, freedom, self-expression.  Also one's thoughts or love winging its way to someone or something.  Seabirds suggest you are practicing some form of self-examination or introspection.

Blue skies represent your mind and the underlying consciousness that can arise from it.  

"In some dreams, beings come from the sky and influence us or offer us something.  This may depict the subtle but powerful influences that are eternally at play in our lives.  For instance, our ancestors influence us unconsciously through the genes that are passed down on to us, but also in other ways such as behavioral traits inherited through the generations, and also in our actual physical surroundings."

excerpt via 'dreams, the inner life, and human mystery'

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Posted by Leanna - Sunday, August 14, 2016 - 11:13am


in a language of flowers.

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Posted by Leanna - Sunday, August 14, 2016 - 7:13am


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Posted by Leanna - Saturday, August 13, 2016 - 1:39pm


"Sleep is my lover now,

my forgetting,

my opiate,

my oblivion."

- Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife

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Posted by Leanna - Friday, August 12, 2016 - 12:34am


for a place i am not sure even exists. one where my heart is full. my body loved. and my soul understood.

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Posted by Leanna - Thursday, August 11, 2016 - 5:46pm