September 2011
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August 2011
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oh gosh my period AND a cold ain’t a good combo… hopefully this clears up by labor day weekend, when i will be able to look vaguely human. 
Aug 31st
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Rusalka
According to most traditions, the rusalki were fish-women, who lived at the bottom of rivers. In the middle of the night, they would walk out to the bank and dance in meadows. If they saw handsome men, they would fascinate them with songs and dancing, mesmerize them, then lead the man away to the river floor to his death.
Aug 29th
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i'm really happy right now, and i don't really...
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Aug 28th
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Aug 27th
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why is it that i adore every movie with horse drawn carriages and british accents? oh gracious. 
Aug 27th
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we were only there for a day
but it was amazing! my family seems to get along better next to large bodies of water. i guess the chaos of the ocean makes it unnecessary to create chaos of our own. 
Aug 27th
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Aug 25th
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only tea can make me this peaceful
goodnight, world
Aug 25th
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my brothers don’t seem to realize that the secret to hiding is not only to be unseen, but also unheard. 
Aug 24th
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ukraine is 20 years old as of today!
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the action of drying out your soul
i can’t air it out  in a stuffy room full of bitter people and hatred smiles can’t let it flutter or dry undulating to the rhythm. instead it sits moist and molding deep inside the pit of my chest creaking with disuse. 
Aug 23rd
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