September 2010
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“brainstorm, take me away from the norm, I...
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idea of reference: ”it’s so...
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insincerity deviates from the truth, when we're...
My hands are tied. I lay here restless, and frustrated. After all these years, you remember everything that’s made you who you are at this very point in time. Then one day, you meet someone and they open your eyes… wider than you sometimes wish, clearer than it once appeared. You’re happy that they’re there. You smile knowing that they’ll always be by your side. Then...
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our ambition, our only desire.
“I’m the hero of the story, don’t need to be saved…” madame spektor proclaims. As the vast emptiness through which we dream of what we will or will not become, drives our ambition and only desire. Whether you believe in the existentialism, doesn’t bother me much. Though I’d rather indulge in a vice that no one knows about. We keep our secrets hidden away...
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virus chats gone awry
sarah (virus): hi!
me: hi! how are you?
sarah (virus): i found this cool dating site! you should join!
me: who are you?
sarah (virus): it's obviously me...
me: i don't believe you cyber sarah.
sarah (virus): well here, come join the dating site! and add me as a friend!
me (thinking): i'm bored.
end of conversation.
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the philosophers on forever
“there wasn’t much to say, or much to write. there wasn’t a day that went by without the mere thought of something so trivial to pass her mind.” a different story but— this girl went by the water in favour of the sea, in favour of everything that had not come to be. she would sit in the sand, a dress down to her toes, look up to the sky and all her sense of wonder,...
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a work of fiction “alive in...
Watchjustinborja:
“TiM” a ken turner film
this is orgasmic.
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Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again You know I only say it ‘cause I’m truly genuine Don’t be a hardrock when you really are a gem Babygirl, respect is just a minimum…
We give rise to ego, by being insecure The advice that we go desperately searching for The subconscious effort, to support our paramour To engage in denial, to admit we’re immature…
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my first day of school was one word, mind-blowing....
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forever golden
the colour of a prominent nose directed to the palette of the night. the flush of the skin upon the burning cheeks below the eyes, that dares to whisper all it wishes to convey that which it sees every glorious second of your beau visage. but for once, an exuberant nature will guide you through the thicket. you’re like a lost turtle looking for the light, in search of the sea… though...
Watchthe ex (part one): sydney wins his first prize!
Watchmy favourite.
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