July 2011
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February 2011
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He read his obituary with confusion. - Steven Meretzky
January 2011
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“Cada mañana, cuando me levanto, experimento una exquisita alegría, la alegría de...”
– Salvador Dalí (via acidbong)
December 2010
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November 2010
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September 2010
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No, I don’t know who I am.
Yes, I have lost my edge.
Maybe, maybe none of it matters.
August 2010
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April 2010
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March 2010
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bluntness exists in space. →
It seems like everybody who writes creatively finds the need to describe things beautifully. The challenge they face is to express the complexities of every day existence, the different situations we come across, how deep, ironic, and complicated everything inevitably is … the essence of an emotion.So they write frilly sentences with meanings that are loosely attached, using them almost as...
“To venture causes anxiety, but not to venture is to lose one’s self…And to...”
– Soren Kierkegaard (via timeforawakening) (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
“Dread of night. Dread of not-night.”
– Franz Kafka (via codyhuffine) (via modestmilk)
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February 2010
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“The fact that moods can deteriorate and change over means simply that in every...”
– Martin Heidegger, Being and Time (1926)
December 2009
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what does it mean to be alone?
According to this computer, the time is 3:45 PM. Time to start heading to work. Actually, I’ve learned recently I should leave a bit earlier if I want to arrive on time. I don’t think anyone’s noticed I’ve been late for every shift I’ve worked since I’ve come back home. Luckily? This clock is wrong—the real time is 11:43 AM. And actually, work is where I’ve just come from. I guess I’m not...
October 2009
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