December 2011
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Last day of 2011. I intend to make 2012 a better...
I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my...
– Friedrich Nietzsche (via 190590)
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(Elegy for his Hands)
It was late, I was drunk, you were warm
to my hand, I...
– Robyn Art, Notes About His Hands, Part 4 (via grammatolatry)
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Now I’m hunched over a typewriter I guess you call that painting in a cave And there’s a word I can’t remember And a feeling I cannot escape And now my ashtray’s overflowing I’m still staring at a clean white page Oh and morning’s at my window She is sending me to bed again
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My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will...
– William Shakespeare (via celestialobjects)
I was never aware of any other option but to question everything.
– Noam Chomsky (via cultureofresistance)
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