March 2012
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Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it. To love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.  - Virgina Woolf, The Hours
Mar 1st
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February 2012
30 posts
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RE: Oscars. You really can be sons of bitches...
I always feel a little bit empty after the Oscars. It’s like there’s so much possibility for it to be a night of wonderment and then it just ends up being a cringe worthy event where Billy Crystal does black face and sucks complete ass. I don’t think I laughed once at his jokes, he seemed to think that he was doing a great job.. the way he’d look at the audience and smile...
Feb 27th
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What We Talk About When We Talk About Smoking: My...
I can still remember staring at his face. It’s a picture quite possibly taken on a vintage SLR. The colors are muted and yet there he stands, unapologetic and vivid, looking oh-so-very solemn and candid, right into the barrel of the lens. He’s wearing baby blue ripped jeans and an old white band tee and right out of the corner of his mouth, with the utmost insouciance, sits a dainty cigarette;...
Feb 25th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 23rd
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“I want to be alone and I want people to notice me — both at the same time.” Thom Yorke And that’s why I will forever love you, in the shadows.
Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.” - Edvard Munch
Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 23rd
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“Because,” he said, “I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you - especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous Channel, and two hundred miles or so of land come broad between us, I am afraid that...
Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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My Idea Of What The HBO Series, “Girls” Is Going...
I am so depressed because I am white and middle class… I just lost my job and I have a boyfriend who doesn’t really want to be my boyfriend and only wants to use my sub-par body because BIG SURPRISE guys just want sex especially if that’s all I have to offer. WHAAAAATTT * * * After I watched Tiny Furniture I walked out of the IFC Theatres, in that dingy part of 6th Ave, feeling shit about...
Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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Feb 22nd
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“I’m interested in what people do with the chaos in their lives and how they...”
– (via mofafafa)
Feb 22nd
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Feb 20th
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“I’m a really big believer that we all have this voice inside of us, and that...”
Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 16th
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Women Without Men: A Review
What moved me was the premise that is evident within title: a world without men. Firstly, I suppose I am a “third wave,” Naomi Wolf kind of feminist. I don’t carry a feminist banner, however as a modern woman I believe fully in women’s rights. I have worked closely with sexual abuse victims and am deeply passionate about educating society about the importance of giving...
Feb 16th
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“What is this I hear of sorrow and weariness, Anger, discontent and dropping...”
– Excerpt from Lucinda Matlock by Edgar Lee Masters 
Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 15th
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“If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself that you are not...”
– - Rainer Maria Rilke Rilke, you son of a bitch.
Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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“MÁRGARÉT, áre you gríeving Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leáves, líke the...”
– Gerard Manley Hopkins
Feb 15th
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Romance is dead, chivalry no longer exists.
We’re deemed to be stupid if we think anything other than the former statement. We’re the generation that’s overly cynical about men, romantic notions and gestures. And why wouldn’t we be? Men, like, suck. Right? They’re so self involved, and, um, dirty. Yeah! They’re dirty. What a bunch of losers… Oh fuck this, I can’t fake it anymore. This...
Feb 15th
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