7/23/16 - “We had a happy ending”
We really did. It was good to see you again.
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7/23/16 - “We had a happy ending”
We really did. It was good to see you again.
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Selected works by Tokyo-based illustrator and artist Tatsuro Kiuchi
Tatsuro Kiuchi was born in Tokyo, Japan in 1966. A biology major and graduate of International Christian University in Tokyo, he made the switch to an art career after graduating with distinction from Art Center College of Design in Pasadena, California. Tatsuro began illustrating children’s books with several publishers in the US and Japan, eventually branching out into editorial work for magazines, book jacket illustrations and advertising commissions. (text from tatsurokiuchi.com)
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How many pieces do I have to remove before I can feel like I belong?
3/22/15: Conversations with the barber
“So what are you studying?” “Medicine.” “Sorry buddy, haha. Sucks that you’ll be on call. Like you could probably be in the middle of banging a girl and then have to take a rain check on that.” “Haha, yeahhh...” ---- “All right, all done. Man, it’s so wrong that you don’t have to be in school today or working [today is a Sunday].” “Yeah, I’m lucky I’m still a student. If it’s any consolation, I’ll literally be studying all day at a coffee shop.” “True, but at least a pretty girl will notice you with your great hair.” “Haha...”
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Sometimes I feel like I give so much of myself away to make other people happy that there isn’t much left of me for myself. Right now, I feel like I’ve spread myself too thin. I don’t really expect anything anymore from anyone, just because I’ve all too often been disappointed in the past. Still, it’s difficult to stop hoping entirely that someone would be willing to do the same for me.
Maurice Ravel - Pavane for Dead Princess
I’ve felt perpetually tired as of late. I wake up in the mornings feeling unmotivated and empty. I avoid my classmates whenever I can and find it extremely difficult to make conversation with them when I have to. I can’t seem to think about anything except this blurry lethargy that clouds my mind. I alternate between wanting to be surrounded by my few friends that I have here and wanting to be alone. I can’t focus in spite of an increased urgency for me to do so. I thought the longer hours of sunlight would make me happier, but I find myself grimacing at the washed out hues of the city from the cold sun.
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