November 2011
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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
– wuthering heights
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Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.
– willy wonka
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I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your...
– Charles Bukowski
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she didn’t surrender until after japan had.
– middlesex pg 8
No. 76
invisiblestories:
I imagined the past as an attendant, obsequiously remaining a step behind me; present but tactful. I was wrong, the past is the Fool, contorting himself in front of me, his hideous gesticulations bringing him close to my face. He presses himself against me, as if to remind me that I am only a concentration of all that’s come before.
Of all my errors of imagination, the most...
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Bolt for Buck...
30-45, maybe an hour or two delay. Contemplating feet, picnics, the end, less being more, what it means to truly love someone, moving on vs forward, guitar chords, and craving more pumpkin pie.
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I believe love that is true and real creates a respite from death. All cowardice...
– Midnight in Paris