February 2012
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“I have always lived violently, drunk hugely, eaten too much or not at all, slept...”
– John Steinbeck (via k-boggs)
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January 2012
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Interpol_The new
“I have always been considered too ignorant or too stupid to run my own life in...”
– Lawrence Morley, “The Progressive Anarchist” (via acyanrust)
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“The arts, just as hungry as the media or the academy for corporate money and...”
– Chris Hedges, Death of the Liberal Class (via devtchka)
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“And this I believe: that the free, exploring mind of the individual human is the...”
– John Steinbeck - East of Eden (via heckyescriminalminds)
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“unbeingdead isn’t beingalive”
– ee cummings (via masonmatthews)
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December 2011
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The Portrait
My mother never forgave my father for killing himself, especially at such an awkward time and in a public park, that spring when I was waiting to be born. She locked his name in her deepest cabinet and would not let him out, though I could hear him thumping. When I came down from the attic with the pastel portrait in my hand of a long-lipped stranger with a brave moustache and deep brown level...
I'm reallllllly sick of tumblr
I have to be very bored to come on here these days
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“I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness,...”
– Charles Bukowski (via audaciousone)
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PonyPonyShow: MARKETING →
brainmouth:
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allofthisistrue:
First of all, you are fat. You are ugly. Your breath stinks. You are unpopular. Your car sucks. Your house sucks. Your life sucks. You are not witty. You are not smart. You are ignorant. You are stupid. You will never make it in this world. You are unpopular. You will never amount to anything. You are...
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““When my husband died, because he was so famous & known for not being a...”
– Ann Druyan, talking about her husband, Carl Sagan
I think this is beautiful
November 2011
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“It’s a song about a friend of mine, who’s led a rather excessive life… he is in...”
– Jeff Buckley on Dream Brother (via jeffbuckleyforever)
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Tonight I Can Write
Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, ‘The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.’ The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights like this one I held her in my arms. I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. She loved me,...
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