August 2011
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I’ll always deny that I kissed her.
I was just whispering into her mouth.
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So much of what we live goes on inside—
The diaries of grief, the...
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What matters most is how well
you walk through the fire.
—Charles Bukowski ...
– Diane Klammer, These Are the Rules (via grammatolatry)
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It’s like that with you
too, my mind won’t let go, I imagine you here
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– Lindsay Ahl, excerpt from The Long-Horns (via grammatolatry)
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Money may be the husk of many things, but not the kernel. It brings you food,...
– Henrik Ibsen (via chriscantwell)
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I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness,...
– Charles Bukowski (via brooklynkoebke)
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Pain can give you sight or make you blind.”
— Francesca Lia Block