a frail ponderous numskull

duncan't / slam dunc, depending on the day

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Barbara Valentin in Welt am Draht, 1973 (dir. Rainer Werner Fassbinder)

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the person i am channeling today

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i'm having an identity crisis but when am i not you know i am isolated physically and emotionally from the people who provide me with a centre of gravity but when am i not you know i would hate the fact that i obsessively microanalyse the texture of my life at the same time as i macroanalyse my massive invented narratives if it weren't the only thing i like about myself you know you know

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Prince Hisahito Heading To Elementary School Is Your Daily Dose Of Cute 

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sartorial inspiration i can believe in

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 i think i was probabl y meant to be a  faun because i have knobbly spindly legs  and  i only eat berries and small plants and i don't     really want to hurt anybody

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dream duncan's derrière

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dream duncan pt III

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dream duncan pt II

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dream duncan

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It is the NADIR of VULGARITIES to have a tarnished tea service.

my grandfather is visiting

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twenty minutes of my life that I will never get back poring through these with my mouth agape

the formal tendencies uniting all of them (and there was a whole section covering pretty much every euphemistic variation of “I cheated on you and I’m too much of a dipshit to show you how contrite I am except via the vague sputum an intern somewhere coughed up onto a rose or a puppy, a watercolor puppy as bewildered and forlorn by this mysterious turn of events as I am") were the apex of everything that is terrible about Desperately Earnest Greeting Cards (Desperately Funny Greeting Cards are bad for other reasons)

they all used the Script font variant and color palette that suggest that the Troubled Love cards are, as a genre, intended for women (in a heterosexual relationship), because men are so emotionally constipated it’s okay to hand your lover a HALLMARK CARD EXPLAINING WHY YOU’RE SORRY YOU CHEATED, maybe with some placating offering like a handful of flowers or a roll of tinfoil, whereas if you are a woman (in a heterosexual relationship) apologizing to a man you had better, you know, use your words and your capacity for face-to-face interaction and apologize like a real human being

They do the Earnest Birthday Card bad-internet-poetry thing too with inexplicable line breaks, except that the necessity of Nebulous Grovelling has so far surpassed the need to formally do more than intimate the effort that writing a poem would actually take that it is a form letter with huge margins

I wanted to buy ALL OF THEM

I want to hate-recommend myself to the career of writing these because they’re real, they exist, people have presumably purchased and continue to purchase them, the world is inscrutable

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you know when you’re so excited to read something that you keep skipping ahead and have to reread it again

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i think this is the most i’ve seen duncan post in like two years

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yeah i know i’m feeling very 2011 and it’s giving me a headrush 

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mountains on my mind

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is this a reference to when your blog was exclusively made up of film photos of mountaintops  The Era

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i think this is the most i’ve seen duncan post in like two years

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yeah i know i'm feeling very 2011 and it's giving me a headrush 

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also ::: : :: : :: : : :: :: :  (since i'm making pronouncements)    FUCK THE ZEITGEIST THAT  "NOTHING IS ROMANTIC" THAT NOTHING IS MORE WORTHY OF MOCKERY THAT NOTHING IS MORE JEJUNE THAN THE ROMANTIC THAT 100% EVERYTHING MUST BE REDUCED TO ITS MATERIAL TERMS AND/OR SMIRKED AT FROM AFAR NO IDEA HAS DONE ME MORE DAMAGE OR MADE ME MORE UNBALANCED IN RECENT HISTORY THAN THAT ONE AND I AM HEREBY RENOUNCING IT there i'm done i can retire from feelings for the night

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i had been holding that in for a while probably because no one in my immediate life can empathise i am afraid of being seen as a novelty and it is hard to think and feel the way i do on my own but now that the air is clear perhaps it is just the philip glass that is playing but i can feel something a small radiant something, which takes the form of a child walking in a room lined with shelves of old globes spinning gently by themselves or in the image of a train, images of movement, moving things, maybe i will be able to write tonight in the way that i haven't been. i have been writing but it has all been discrete chambers in a palace without doors or corridors

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ALL I WANT TO BE IS A VERY SERIOUS AND CLEVER ELEVEN YEAR OLD WITH A QUEST OF IMPORT TO THE STATE OF THE WORLD AND INSTEAD I'M A SERIOUS AND DUMB EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD (((((ADULT))))) LYING ON A COUCH READING LETTERS OF DEAD SALONISTES, NOT EVEN HOLDING SALONS OR WRITING LETTERS OF MY OWN

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In the Mood, Glenn Miller.

my paternal grandmother, whom I never knew, was in love with this number. in university she would take the sleeper train to the city from saratoga springs and go dancing at the swing clubs, delighting in the glamor of it all. according to my father, she was a lifelong dreamer who spent her entire life longing for a romance that never came. years later, locked up in her new jersey subdivision, confined to the domestic 1950s life she never truly wanted, she would put glenn miller on the record player and dance slowly by herself in the linoleum kitchen, setting the room aglow with her sadness and her longing

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Alain Delon in Tokyo, 1963

ugh