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"happiness is simple...only misery is so complicated ( Read more... )

"...our lives are reflected back to us as terrible and little lives. We see daily that our lives are terrible and little, without continuity, buyable and salable at any moment, mere blips on a screen, that this is the way we live now. Memory marketed as nostalgia; terror reduced to mere suspense, to melodrama. We become stoical; we hibernate; we ( Read more... )

oh i am such a mess ( Read more... )

3.14 ( Read more... )

i will not love you more than i love myself ( Read more... )

There's blood in my mouth ( Read more... )

ding. very lornly ( Read more... )

piercing was the only word for it. the way that the sky just after dusk, a deep resonant blue, seemed to blind him. the way that each street lamp seemed to be punching a hole in the roof of his car as he drove beneath their beams, one after another, in a rythym. he could feel the air blowing through the windows and the crackle of the radio moving ( Read more... )

who's got the crack ( Read more... )