August 2011
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not that you’ll see this and maybe you won’t care but i haven’t forgotten about you you’re still who you are and i still think and wonder if you’re doing alright every day.
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Picking grains of sand out of my ears, finishing an entire pack of $3.75 california rolls.
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An Existential Life: The Love Song of J. Alfred... →
fuckyeahexistentialism:
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, The muttering retreats Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells: Streets that follow like a tedious argument Of...
It is not the way of things to be permanent. Things are not always or never. The...
why is it that i’m starting to think my addiction to violently popping blackheads every night is becoming a strange act of self mutilation.
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We are healthy only to the extent that our ideas are humane.
– Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions (via incorporels)
Tumblr has taught me:
1. It is “good” to be pretty 2. It is “good” to be skinny 3. It is “good” to be famous 4. It is “good” to be different 5. It is “good” to all be the same
6. Tattoo artists are the best artists.
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More and more, it feels like I’m doing a really bad impersonation of myself.