December 2010
“Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I’m gazing at a distant star.
It’s...”
– Haruki Murakami (via loveyourchaos)
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“To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul...”
– Kurt Vonnegut (via windandwolves)
Welcome to the Future - Eason Chan & Sa...
“A Strange melancholy pervades me to which I hesitate to give the grave and...”
– Françoise Sagan, Bonjour tristesse
This describes perfectly how/what I’m feeling lately.
(via misswallflower)
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Ghosts. →
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Ghosts, Anne Sexton Some ghosts are women, neither abstract nor pale, their breasts as limp as killed fish. Not witches, but ghosts who come, moving their useless arms like forsaken servants. Not all ghosts are women, I have seen others; fat, white-bellied men, wearing their genitals like old rags. Not devils, but ghosts. This one thumps barefoot, lurching above my bed. But that isn’t...
