NARCISSISME.

Mychal Lopez. Writer-Journalist Hybrid Wannabe Art Historian Style Enthusiast Obscure Music Lover Artsy Movie Goer Obsessive Over Thinker Pronounced Narcissist All Around Nerd These are my reactions to stuff. I also like to use the words, 'problematic' and 'discourse' a lot.

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I'll just sing this little ditty to myself now.

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I don't really know this band. They simply popped up on the Casiokids Spotify radio station. I was like instantly into the cover art. It's so like Valley of the Dolls meets Valley Girls meets gaussian blurred, airbrushed romance novel covers meets young adult Lisa Frank dream gurl. I'm like really into staring at this.

[kimono-assassin]

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Country Nurse, Richard Prince, 2003, inkjet print and acrylic on canvas

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Textured Torso, Robert Heinecken, 1964, vintage gelatin silver print

[nevver]

Penguin

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Too cool for school.

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"Let me eat all these lies up Let me hide, let me hide them

Such a hurricane, such a hurtin pain Trapped in my soul and I can't explain."

Repeat twice. 

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I know three songs with the word ‘golden’ in their titles. Here are those three songs in quick succession.

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theI know three songs with the word ‘golden’ in their titles. Here are those three songs in quick succession.

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I know three songs with the word 'golden' in their titles. Here are those three songs in quick succession.

[apillowbook]

In the Mood for Love’s Tony Leung Chiu-Wai

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Now, this is some Sunday night slow jams forreals.

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Officially on the hunt for a denim bow tie. Suggestions, s'il vous plaît?

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Oh my fucking gawd. Considered me slayed.

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Steve McQueen.

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Denim on denim can primarily be used to show off how much personality you actually have.

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Birthdays are funny. I'm always so excited and yippy during the day, proudly gloating about how young I am. But as the 24-hours winds down, I inevitably realize that another year has passed and another number has been shed. As I become aware of what age I actually am and the level of maturity I should potentially reach, I always get a little morbid and melancholic and nostalgic. It's annoying, but it's the only way I function.

Imma just use The Smiths to lull me to bed so I can wake up on time and go to work as always.