July 2009
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It was clear. It had been clear for a while now. She only needed to wait for the rest of them to die. In her young nineteen years, she was perfectly positioned to watch those she’d grown up with wither. She would lose those that shared her age to faraway places and different desires. The bonds of convenience would break easily with almost no protest. She would lose those that preceded her to...
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“Perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. That a few dozen hours...”
– Arundhati Roy
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Short Skirt_Long Jacket-Cake
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“To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a form...”
– Yann Martel
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Can you take my hand and lead me to somewhere safe; somewhere simple and beautiful where I can be preserved? Can you hold these imperfections that have become too heavy for me to carry by myself? Can I be the small weak child that is slowly diminishing in front of you and you can be the soul? I’ll keep my heart, but you can put my soul with yours so that someday it won’t be ruined...
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From now on it’s all set in Vienna.
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Vienna-Billy Joel
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If we were sitting somewhere unnerving, if our mere location said something about adventure, spoke of life presently, of only our two minds, rather than sitting outside of a Starbucks where the passing world certainly couldn’t be kept at bay, where the spilt ice coffee was slowly seeping across the thin white of my dress, where the best place for my hands to be was at the tip of the green...
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“Sometimes you just have to bite your upper lip and put sunglasses on.”
– Bob Dylan
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I am surrounded by items I’ve accidentally marked with my pen and they all have something to do with my bed.
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“Access to the artistic universe is more or less entirely the preserve of those...”
– Michel Houellebecq
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White boxes, cubes possibly. Cool, white, metal boxes placed side by side. That’s where I resided for most of the evening. Most may be a lie, it was one of those unending nights where even with a very distinct, bright, and flashing light at the end of the tunnel I lived infinitely on my way there.
I don’t believe that in the conception of these white boxes it was thought that...
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I’ll say, “ok.” I’ll let you make a comment and I’ll just say, “yeah.” I’ll say, “we should.” I’ll say, “I want to.” Maybe I’ll be brave enough to say, “lets,” to say, “can we?” You’ll be good to me, take care of me, you’ll understand. I wont become attached. I’ll make the...
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“She said we all not only could know everything. We do. We just tell ourselves we...”
– Neil Gaiman
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She said, “I think it’s something that can be learned, I feel like I need to be taught.”
He said, “I think it’s something that catches you, something that you get caught in.”
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You can’t be afraid of this small, young girl standing in front of you. Yes, she’s young, but she’s smart. You know that she’s smart. You wouldn’t have hurt her if you had just talked to her, but this disappearing, this silencing of her through your inaction. Do you want to leave her with that bitter aftertaste? Do you know that she’s remaining unattached, that...
“Sex, it seems, can be made safe, but the oddball intimacy of reading cannot.”
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She waited for him, another one of the men that migrated through her life. The air smelled more like boat fuel than salt water and the waves violently thrashed against the concrete wall. She imagined they were threatening her. She wondered if you could be threatened by something you longed to embrace.
