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when we laugh it's just our souls shaking
Antares and Love #2 Collage by Joe Webb Lewes, UK Print: $20.00
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Bérénice Bejo as Peppy Miller in The Artist.
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take me over, take a photo of my bad side o-oh, you know what I like
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The Furry Underground
Please take a moment to admire the bruises on my knees. I carefully selected which instagram filter best displays their color and richness.
I can't seem to stop falling down.
who has been sucking on your blood?
We are living in a fake world… But we find reality in this fake world.
Haruki Murakami (via theparisreview)
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When I was a young man I was always hunting for new metaphors. Then I found out that really good metaphors are always the same. I mean you compare time to a road, death to sleeping, life to dreaming, and those are the great metaphors in literature because they correspond to something essential. If you invent metaphors, they are apt to be surprising during the fraction of a second, but they strike no deep emotion whatever. If you think of life as a dream, that is a thought, a thought that is real, or at least that most men are bound to have, no? "What oft was thought, but ne'er so well expressed." I think that's better than the idea of shocking people, than finding connections between things that have never been connected before, because there is no real connection, so the whole thing is a kind of juggling.
Jorge Luis Borges, The Paris Review Interviews, Vol I
hold my hand and I'll match you rhyme for rhyme
Don't make it sad Cricket, I don't feel that way.
here comes the devil or what I have become
make hunters quick to throw down their guns
I have never been a woman, I'm afraid