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Solus Ipse
MY SPITFIRE. MY SPITFIRE IS ALIVE AND HAPPY AND TOGETHER AND ALIVE AND IN COLLEGE AND THEY HAVE A DOG 

AND AAHHHHHHH I HAVE MY SPITFIRE BACK <333

I'M JUST GOING TO BOUNCE AROUND HAPPILY, ALL FULL OF FLUFFY FEELINGS AND ~EMOTIONS~ 
 
 
Solus Ipse
13 May 2012 @ 08:05 pm
There are so many things I regret. Including you. 
 
 
Solus Ipse
06 April 2012 @ 10:26 pm
"As it is, I can't settle, I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and know that love is as strong as death, and be on my side for ever and ever. I want someone who will destroy and be destroyed by me. There are many forms of love and affection, some people can spend their whole lives together without knowing each other's names. Naming is a difficult and time-consuming process; it concerns essences, and it means power. But on the wild nights who can call you home? Only the one who knows your name. Romantic love has been diluted into paperback form and has sold thousands and millions of copies. Somewhere it is still in the original, written on tablets of stone. I would cross seas and suffer sunstroke and give away all I have, but not for a man, because they want to be the destroyer and never the destroyed.” 
- Jeannette Winterson 
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Solus Ipse
Today was the sort of day you feel both grateful for and miserable about. Miserable because I fell sick AGAIN, and even after a three plus hour nap my head is still pounding and I still want to die, but grateful because I had several nice conversations, with Anni, ZX, ARY and LJ - 7B people whom I don't really get to talk to much. It was nice. 
 
 
Solus Ipse
12 March 2012 @ 11:31 am

Patagonia, by Kate Clanchy 

I said perhaps Patagonia, and pictured
a peninsula, wide enough
for a couple of ladderback chairs
to wobble on at high tide. I thought

of us in breathless cold, facing
a horizon round as a coin, looped
in a cat’s cradle strung by gulls
from sea to sun. I planned to wait

till the waves had bored themselves
to sleep, till the last clinging barnacles,
growing worried in the hush,
had paddled off in tiny coracles, till

those restless birds, your actor’s hands,
had dropped slack into your lap,
until you’d turned, at last, to me.
When I spoke of Patagonia, I meant

skies all empty aching blue. I meant
years. I meant all of them with you.

 
 
Solus Ipse
22 February 2012 @ 01:12 am
alone and loveless here
with just the girl in the mirror
just her and me 
the wicked witch of the east 
 
 
Solus Ipse
17 February 2012 @ 11:00 pm
I love everyone! People make me happy. Or at least, the people I love do. I'm constantly amazed by how I'm surrounded by wonderful people :D I kinda want to hug everyone and tell them how awesome and amazing they are :) Like this person's thoughtfulness, another's sensitivity, someone's sense of humour, or charm, or kindness, or happiness, or optimism, or maturity, ahhhhh everyone is so bloody brilliant <3 

I think this is important because we're constantly astounded by how smart and capable the people around us are but we don't often take time to appreciate their personal qualities! Perhaps not consciously, anyway. <3 This is a weirdly gushy post but I just <3 everyone a lot~~~ 
 
 
Solus Ipse
11 February 2012 @ 12:43 am
1. No regrets. 
2. It'll never be you. 
3. I'm so happy we're friends. 
4.  You deserve to be happy. 
5. I won't forget what you said. 
6. I hope you get the hint. 
7. I miss you. You're wonderful. 
8. One day, I hope you let someone in. 
9. Thank you for being there. For everything. 
10. You're absolutely insane :D 
 
 
Solus Ipse
31 January 2012 @ 02:31 pm
Oh. 

There you are.

I've been waiting for you forever. 
 
 
Solus Ipse
07 December 2011 @ 10:58 pm
"I also started the Dalton version of Fight Club, which, obviously, I can't talk about." 

gaaaaaaawd I love this guy