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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>i am sparkSPARKsparking. i am.</description><title>drunkish</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @drunkish)</generator><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqbzinTWds1qzr04eo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/9392438041</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/9392438041</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Aug 2011 16:17:59 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lorxm6b6XQ1qzjbe3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/9004094548</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/9004094548</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2011 11:35:59 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lojd15ViNB1ql35tho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/9004049558</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/9004049558</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2011 11:34:42 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"I want you to remember me. If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets."</title><description>“I want you to remember me. If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Murakami Haruki (via &lt;a href="http://chrstn.tumblr.com/"&gt;chrstn&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8893689979</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8893689979</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2011 20:58:13 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>You should date a girl who reads.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mols.tumblr.com/post/7900046661"&gt;mols&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mols.tumblr.com/post/7900046661"&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8814992837</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8814992837</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2011 00:37:55 -0700</pubDate><category>prose</category><category>personal</category><category>books</category></item><item><title>You should date an illiterate girl. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mols.tumblr.com/post/7448177940"&gt;mols&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mols.tumblr.com/post/7448177940"&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8814804467</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8814804467</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2011 00:28:49 -0700</pubDate><category>Charles Warnke</category><category>It's worth it.</category><category>Please read.</category><category>Trust me.</category></item><item><title>cuethefire:

nprmusic:

Download: Bon Iver, recorded live in...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpctp7fpwg1qdl86po1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpctp7fpwg1qdl86po2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpctp7fpwg1qdl86po3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuethefire.tumblr.com/post/8573417524"&gt;cuethefire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://nprmusic.tumblr.com/post/8427133953"&gt;nprmusic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/2011/08/03/138890247/live-tuesday-bon-iver-in-concert?sc=tumblr&amp;cc=nprmusic"&gt;Download: Bon Iver, recorded live in concert on August 2 at the 9:30 Club.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I’m reblogging this again because it has literally made me cry at least once every time I listen to it, which I have been doing a lot. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8792371659</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8792371659</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2011 14:24:25 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>(via notebookramblings)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq7tnsfBGw1qzky72o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://notebookramblings.tumblr.com/"&gt;notebookramblings&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8790294468</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8790294468</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2011 13:32:14 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Shane Koyczan, "6:59 AM"</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharingpoetry.tumblr.com/post/8237420881"&gt;sharingpoetry&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I’ve been told&lt;br/&gt;that people in the army&lt;br/&gt;do more by 7:00 am&lt;br/&gt;than I do&lt;br/&gt;in an entire day&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but if I wake&lt;br/&gt;at 6:59 am&lt;br/&gt;and turn to you&lt;br/&gt;to trace the outline of your lips&lt;br/&gt;with mine&lt;br/&gt;I will have done enough&lt;br/&gt;and killed no one&lt;br/&gt;in the process.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Submitted by &lt;a href="http://www.clemntina.tumblr.com"&gt;clemntina&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8284643794</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8284643794</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jul 2011 21:07:10 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"I’ve never been in the military
but have this purple heart.
I got it from beating myself up
over..."</title><description>“I’ve never been in the military&lt;br/&gt;
but have this purple heart.&lt;br/&gt;
I got it from beating myself up&lt;br/&gt;
over things I can’t fix.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Rudy Francisco, “My Honest Poem” (via &lt;a href="http://fistflight.tumblr.com/"&gt;fistflight&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8284612280</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8284612280</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jul 2011 21:06:19 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>dolceamie:

myserendipity:

(via glitter-n-dope)

</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv8t2ozu1N1qzbq21o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dolceamie.tumblr.com/post/301596077"&gt;dolceamie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://myserendipity.tumblr.com/post/301193387/via-glitter-n-dope"&gt;myserendipity&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://glitter-n-dope.tumblr.com/"&gt;glitter-n-dope&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8235242764</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8235242764</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2011 17:04:18 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Don’t date a girl who reads because girls who read are the storytellers. You with the Joyce, you..."</title><description>“Don’t date a girl who reads because girls who read are the storytellers. You with the Joyce, you with the Nabokov, you with the Woolf. You there in the library, on the platform of the metro, you in the corner of the café, you in the window of your room. You, who make my life so god damned difficult. The girl who reads has spun out the account of her life and it is bursting with meaning. She insists that her narratives are rich, her supporting cast colorful, and her typeface bold. You, the girl who reads, make me want to be everything that I am not. But I am weak and I will fail you, because you have dreamed, properly, of someone who is better than I am. You will not accept the life that I told of at the beginning of this piece. You will accept nothing less than passion, and perfection, and a life worthy of being storied. So out with you, girl who reads. Take the next southbound train and take your Hemingway with you. I hate you. I really, really, really hate you.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;You Should Date An Illiterate Girl&lt;/em&gt;, Charles Warnke (via &lt;a href="http://wildhorsescouldntdragmeaway.tumblr.com/"&gt;wildhorsescouldntdragmeaway&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8235083206</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8235083206</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2011 16:59:58 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Willpower is Overrated: you are sucha fool by Ntozake Shange</title><description>&lt;a href="http://fashionyblog.tumblr.com/post/2855087531"&gt;Willpower is Overrated: you are sucha fool by Ntozake Shange&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fashionyblog.tumblr.com/post/2855087531"&gt;fashionyblog&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;you are sucha fool/ i haveta love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;you decide to give me a poem/ intent on it/ actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;you pull/ kiss me from 125th to 72nd street/ on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;the east side/ no less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;you are sucha fool/ you gonna give me/ the poet/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;the poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;insistin on proletarian images/ we buy okra/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8235062774</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8235062774</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2011 16:59:23 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>fuckmewithwordss:

I don’t know where to start with me some days, I wake up crying, I spend the day...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckmewithwordss.tumblr.com/post/8158953574"&gt;fuckmewithwordss&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I don’t know where to start with me some days,&lt;br/&gt; I wake up crying, I spend&lt;br/&gt; the day dying,&lt;br/&gt; I collect my thoughts in &lt;br/&gt; my mind, like water filling the&lt;br/&gt; shape of a glass,&lt;br/&gt; tip me over, and pour me out,&lt;br/&gt; spilling myself onto paper,&lt;br/&gt; it works sometimes, but not&lt;br/&gt; all the time, writing that is,&lt;br/&gt; so till I kill the depression,&lt;br/&gt; I will cry isolated in&lt;br/&gt; a room at night&lt;br/&gt; that is my confession…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8234700934</link><guid>http://drunkish.tumblr.com/post/8234700934</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2011 16:49:26 -0700</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
