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We no longer build monuments.
I guess the idea of making mixtapes has gotten pretty antiquated. In a high-bandwidth culture of à la carte and pick-and-choose and on-demand, we can tailor almost everything to suit our needs. We are free to experience the world solely on our own terms. But as much as technology has liberated us, I can’t help [...]
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Part of me always will.
I’ve always had an affinity for cool summer nights. Nights where the air temperature dips just a little below twenty celcius, and I can actually feel the weight of the atmosphere just wick off my bare skin; where dim porch lights and the faint whirr of distant traffic are the only clues that life exists [...]
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some day.
she’s just a stupid fucking girl, i think, stumbling slightly on tired feet in the haze of the breaking dawn. i dig my hands deep into my pockets for balance, only to find my phone there, automatically checking it to see if i might find her name on the display. i don’t. stupid girl. if [...]
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http://alex.vexed.ca
in a vain attempt to try and get my online footprint unified, i'm retiring this journal after 12 years... it's been on life support the last few years anyway.
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ninety-nine percent.
she peeked around the corner. the dimming lamp hanging above lit her red hair on fire, and glinted its light off her eye. i recognised that glint only as mischief. ‘i can see you,’ i said. she feigned alarm that i noticed she was there. after stepping out into full view and dramatically placing her arms [...]
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Like rocks off cliffs.
i’ve always had a bad habit of waking up five minutes too late. to catch the bus in the morning to get to school is a major feat. i’ve always been a last minute kind of guy. i like to think that i’m a slow starter with a strong finishing kick. i perform best under [...]
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a different time, on a different day.
‘we don’t have a relationship.’ from the view at the top of mount royal, tourists can witness the old churches of montreal break the skyline. the churches stand like island monoliths admidst the sea of flat-roofed, two-story rowhouses down below. in a city of culture where tradition meets complication, it is easy to get lost [...]
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“i used to pop-n-lock, fool.”
it was a quarter past five am, and i could hear her sleeping from where i sat at the foot of the bed, watching as the toes on her exposed foot released and curled in the unconscious attempt of trying to fight the cold air in the room. it was my cue to leave. the [...]
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plain english
‘i met somebody.’ it was the last thing i remember her saying, the last time i remember her face etched in this rock solid certainty i knew i could not break, could not argue against. i forget how i replied or what she said next. i remember turning around. i remember sipping lukewarm coffee. i [...]
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i wish i could do better by you.
you can never love anyone enough. your love cannot fix anything, nor does it start the healing process. love does not stop time; it barely even manages to slow it down - and often times, this is not enough. love will not help anyone see the good in you. you cannot love someone into apologizing, [...]
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