February 2012
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“In August of 1990 I found myself laying on my stomach in the woods with a pair...”
– Kathleen Hanna, Our Hit Parade (via innocentlilgirls)
What have you got in that paper bag? Is it a dose of Vitamin C?
The fuck-up like red acid rain. Give it to me, Daki, every day. Who is Mr. Karlheinz Stockhausen? Introduce me. Soundtracks melched together. Listener was in cahoots with Fritz Lieber and read him every day. Generous, valeric, Jehovah’s Witness stands in Cologne Marktplatz. I put away cup of meine fire, okay, I have no time for...
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would ask for a fag in texas. with his friends, asks for cigarettes. physical awareness. positive grievous bodily harm. smiles. patchwork jacket from the top of his ears. relation with fellow age group. lick-spittle southerner waiting for next holiday by gas miser. wants tight faded male ass, decadence, and anarchy
“I don’t consider writing a quiet, closet act. I consider it a real physical act....”
– Patti Smith (via nirvikalpa)
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January 2012
23 posts
“And it is this, I think, that makes Kafka’s wit inaccessible to children whom...”
– David Foster Wallace (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
desertofsnow:
what a fool i am
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what a fool i am
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This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody) - Talking...
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“Enough of these phrases,
Conceit and metaphors,
I want burning, burning,...”
– Rumi (via nirvikalpa)
I made the one I love start crying tonight and it felt good
December 2011
59 posts
“When that slow-motion, silent explosion of love takes place in me, unfolding its...”
– Vladimir Nabokov (via desertofsnow)
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