I post, therefore I... BULLSHIT!

Música, Arte, Arq...JA! Incultura, estupidez, confesiones vergonzosas, autocompasión, pérdida de tiempo, sucesos paranormales.............   Calamares in the frying pan

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Miss America

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soul sisters

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— Ignatius J. Reilly, A Confederacy of Dunces

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Rotten, my heart is. P.S. Space Needle please abduct me, for I am high enough for you to do so.

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John Tottenham (excerpt)

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"You sea! I resign myself to you also.... I guess    what you mean, I behold from the beach your crooked inviting fingers, I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me; We must have a turn together.... I undress    .... hurry me out of sight of the land, Cushion me soft.... rock me in    billowy drowse, Dash me with amorous wet.... I can    repay you. Sea of stretched ground-swells! Sea breathing broad and convulsive breaths! Sea of the brine of life! Sea of unshovelled and always-    ready graves! Howler and scooper of storms! Capricius and dainty    sea! I am integral with you.... I too am of one phase    and of all phases. Partaker of influx and efflux.... extroller of hate    and conciliation, Extroller of amies and those who sleep in each others'    arms."                                               Walt Whitman

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Les Miserables in emoticons.

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_CONCLUSIONS_ Never jump to them

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Words that look good in helvetica

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_DRIFTWOOD_ Wood drifted or floated by water. People tend to grab on to it when they don't want to drown.

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I believe in advertising

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Wou wou wou... El domingo también olía a reflex en el parque del Retiro...

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“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.” ― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

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I'm still in love with Alan Rickman

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