February 2012
70 posts
Feb 29th
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Feb 29th
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Feb 29th
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detachment. bodies. prescriptions. healing bruises. catching colds. mouths. broken skin. skipping meals. low lives. 
Feb 29th
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Feb 27th
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Feb 27th
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Feb 27th
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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down/down/down/down/down/down/down/down/down/down/down/down/down/down/down/down/down/down/downers.
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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“What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.”
– The Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka (via vashti)
Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 14th
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i saw the veins and the nerves that run through my mouth pulled out today. red, long, strings lying across a silver dish.
Feb 14th
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“I loved them, according to the hallowed expression, which amounts to saying that...”
– Albert Camus
Feb 13th
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Feb 13th
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“Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier...”
– The Iliad (via narcosis)
Feb 13th
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Feb 12th
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Feb 12th
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the places on my skin where concrete touched are turning shades of pastel green and pale yellow. flecks of deep maroons and purples. i keep pushing my fingers into the raw and i am certain my skin has never looked so beautiful as it does now. i am water colors on a pale canvas.
Feb 12th
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Feb 12th
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“I exist here, now. I’m not much interested in the future. Or, more precisely...”
– Yohji Yamamoto, My dear Bomb (via vashti)
Feb 12th
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Feb 12th
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“Do you take pride in your hurt? Does it make you seem large and tragic? …Well,...”
– John Steinbeck, East of Eden (via funeral)
Feb 12th
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i want to die.
Feb 11th
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“Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder”
– Virginia Woolf, The Waves
Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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“Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.”
– Ernest Hemingway
Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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Feb 9th
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i confide in wolves at night. i'm like a virgin...
Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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“You cut up a thing that’s alive and beautiful to find out how it’s alive and why...”
– Clive Barker
Feb 8th
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today, i will be a ghost.
Feb 7th
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“I am nothing. I’m like someone who’s been thrown into the ocean at night,...”
– Haruki Murakami
Feb 7th
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Feb 6th
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I AM AWAKE IN A PLACE WHERE WOMEN DIE. THE BIRD TURNS ITS HEAD AND LOOKS AT ME WITH ONE EYE AS YOU ENTER. MY BREASTS ARE SO SWOLLEN THAT I BITE THEM YOUR AWFUL LANGUAGE IS IN THE AIR BY MY HEAD I DO NOT LIKE TO WALK BECAUSE I FEEL IT BETWEEN MY LEGS HAIR IS STUCK INSIDE ME MY NOSE BROKE IN THE GRASS. MY EYES ARE SORE MOVING AGAINST YOUR PALM. I HAVE THE BLOOD JELLY. WITH YOU INSIDE ME COMES THE...
Feb 6th
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Feb 6th
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Feb 6th
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