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life is scary.

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Her dreams were a pool of thick maple syrup. An almost solid wall of the surreal, they kept her swimming in sleep the whole night. She breaststroked her way past a forgotten childhood memory, altered by a bizarre lightning storm. She turns languidly, effortlessly into a backstroke, and dreams of waking up. Dreams that she is awake in her bed, ( Read more... )

exploring the infinte abyss is ever so much more exciting when it is a joint venture

“You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers baser minds. There is only one thing for it then- to learn. Learn why the world wags and what ( Read more... )

”[He’d] walked home tender-skinned and humbled by the beauty of pavement and sky, his liberty to notice them.” -Death of an Ordinary Man, Glenn Duncan ( Read more... )

If the things I've felt strongly about are as strong as it gets, I'm deeply dissapointed in the capacity of my heart.

I want to help. I'd like to make the world a better place, but where do you start? I watched the news for half an hour, to force myself out of ignorance, to face the grim reality, and I trembled with fear and disgust and shame and anger. Where do you start? Nature is lashing out at us because of how we treated it. make no mistake about it, ( Read more... )